THE GRAVE
by: Lucretia Davidson (1808-1825)
- HERE is a spot so still and dreary,
- It is a pillow to the weary;
- It is so solemn and so lone,
- That grief forgets to heave a groan.
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- There life's storms can enter never;
- There 't is dark and lonely ever;
- The mourner there shall seek repose,
- And there the wanderer's journey close.
"The Grave" is reprinted
from Poetical Remains of the Late Lucretia Maria Davidson,
Collected and Arranged by Her Mother. Lucretia Maria Davidson.
Philadelphia: Lea and Blanchard, 1841. |
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