The New-York Weekly Magazine, or Miscellaneous Repository / Forming an Interesting Collection of Original and Select Literary Productions in Prose and Verse

by Unknown

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ELEGY,

WRITTEN TO DISSUADE A YOUNG LADY FROM FREQUENTING
THE TOMB OF HER DECEASED LOVER.

Now, thro’ the dusky air, on leaden wings,

Sails the sad night, in blackest clouds array’d;

Hark! in the breeze the gathering tempest sings;

How dear it murmurs in the rustling shade!

Loud, and more loud, is heard the bursting sound

Of thunder, and the peal of distant rain;