J. Comyns Carr: Stray Memories, by His Wife

by Alice Vansittart Strettel Carr

1873.

Death speaks one word and all Love’s speech is dumb

And on Love’s parted lips that breathe farewell

Death’s marble finger lays its mystic spell

And bears the unuttered message to the tomb,

From whose closed door no whispered echoes come

To break the discord of the tolling bell

That sounds through city lane and woodland dell

With the sad burthen of Love’s martyrdom.