The deer across their greensward bound
Through shade and sunny gleam
And the swan glides past them with the sound
Of some rejoicing stream.”
Her “Graves of a Household” illustrates how well the graphic and pathetic may be made to set off each other.
“They grew in beauty, side by side,
They filled one home with glee;
Their graves are severed, far and wide,
By mount and stream and sea.”
With what exquisite tenderness and beautiful imagery does she express in “The Hour of Death” the emotions of every heart.