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And life in her seera ' ii like a bleep , As she drew nearer horn e ; But when she wak ' d , more eagerly She ask'd , " Is William come ? "
" Is William come ? " she wildly aak'd ; The answer still was , * ' No * — ' She ' s dead ! *'—but through her closing lids The tears were trickling slow ; And like the fragrance of a rose , Whose snowy life is o ' , Pule beauty linger'd on the lips Which he will kiss no more .
No . XIIL
At length he came . None weicorn a him ; The decent door was clos'd : But near it stood a matron meek , With pensive looks , cornpos'd : She knew his face , though it was chang'd , And gloom came o ' er her brow ; " They ' re gone , " she said , * but you ' re in time ; They ' re in tlie church-yard now . "
He reachM the grave , and sternly bade Th' impatient shovel wait : * ' Ann Spencer , nged twenty-five , " He read upon the plate : " Why did ' st thou seek a foreign land , And leave me here to die ? " The sad inscription seem'd to sav , — And he made no reply .
Her mother saw him through her tears , But not a word she said , — Nor could he know that da } s had pasb ' tl Since last she tasted bread : She stood in comely mourning there , Self-staid in hev distress : The dead maid ' s toil bought earth and prayer ; Sleep on , proud Rritoness !
But thou , meek parent of the dead ! Where now wilt thou abide ? With William in n foreign land ? Or by thy daughter ' s side ? Oli ! —William ' s broken heart is sworn To cross no more the foam i I uU soQii will men cry— Hmk , a » goin Three now ! they ' re all at hoine . "
Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), March 2, 1836, page 152, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse2.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2655/page/24/