The death-bed of a dear and cherished one;
To mark the tristful pangs, the hopes and fears,
To see the perishing form of loveliness,
And hear the last fond parting word—farewell!
And then to gaze upon the lifeless form,
To part the damp locks from the marble brow,
And wipe the death-dews which have gather’d there;
To lay the sleeper in his narrow house,
And leave him with the cold and listless dead,—
Oh, it is saddening!—and the tide of tears—