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• On a Grave at Grindelwald

  Here let us leave him; for his shroud the snow,
  For funeral-lamps he has the planets seven,
  For a great sign the icy stair shall go …

  Frederic William Henry Myers

• The Emigrant Lassie

  As I came wandering down Glen Spean,
  Where the braes are green and grassy,
  With my light step I overtook …

  John Stuart Blackie

• The Widow’s Mite

  A WIDOW—she had only one!
  A puny and decrepit son;
  But, day and night, …

  Frederick Locker-Lampson

• “Are the children at home?”

  Each day, when the glow of sunset
  Fades in the western sky,
  And the wee ones, tired of playing, …

  Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

• Jim’s Kids

  Jim was a fisherman, up on the hill,
  Over the beach lived he and his wife,
  In a little house—you can see it still— …

  Eugene Field

• The May Queen

  You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;
  To-morrow ’ll be the happiest time of all the glad new-year,—
  Of all the glad new-year, mother, the maddest, merriest day; …

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

• On Anne Allen

  The Wind blew keenly from the Western sea,
  And drove the dead leaves slanting from the tree—
  Vanity of vanities, the Preacher saith— …

  Edward Fitzgerald

• Sonnet: “Yea, Love is strong as life”

  (Suggested by Mr. Watts’s Picture of Love and Death)
  YEA, Love is strong as life; he casts out fear,
  And wrath, and hate, and all our envious foes; …

  Lady Blanche Elizabeth Fitzroy Lindsay

• Jeune Fille et Jeune Fleur

  Anonymous translation from the French
  THE BIER descends, the spotless roses too,
  The father’s tribute in his saddest hour: …

  François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand

• Coronach

  From “The Lady of the Lake,” Canto III.
  HE is gone on the mountain,
  He is lost to the forest, …

  Sir Walter Scott

• Evelyn Hope

  Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead!
  Sit and watch by her side an hour.
  That is her book-shelf, this her bed; …

  Robert Browning

• “Thy braes were bonny”

  Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream!
  When first on them I met my lover;
  Thy braes how dreary, Yarrow stream! …

  John Logan

• “Farewell to thee, Araby’s daughter”

  From “The Fire-Worshippers”
  FAREWELL,—farewell to thee, Araby’s daughter!
  (Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea;) …

  Thomas Moore

• “Softly woo away her breath”

  Softly woo away her breath,
  Gentle death!
  Let her leave thee with no strife, …

  Bryan Waller Procter

• “She died in beauty”

  She died in beauty,—like a rose
  Blown from its parent stem;
  She died in beauty,—like a pearl …

  Charles Doyne Sillery

• The Death of Minnehaha

  From “The Song of Hiawatha”
  ALL day long roved Hiawatha
  In that melancholy forest, …

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

• Mother and Poet

  Turin,—After News from Gaëta, 1861
  Laura Savio of Turin, a poetess and patriot, whose sons were killed at Ancona and Gaëta.
  DEAD! one of them shot by the sea in the east, …

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

• Fair Helen

  I Wish I were where Helen lies;
  Night and day on me she cries;
  O that I were where Helen lies …

  Anonymous

• “Oh that ’t were possible”

  From “Maud”
  OH that ’t were possible,
  After long grief and pain, …

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

• Too Late

  “Dowglas, Dowglas, tendir and treu”
  COULD ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas,
  In the old likeness that I knew, …

  Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

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