The Reaper came that day;
'Twas an angel visited the green earth
And took those flowers away.'
"A holy calm has settled upon the face of the mourner. Noiselessly she retraces her steps, and as she glides away, I hear her murmur, in a voice of submission:
'Oh! not in cruelty, not in wrath
The Reaper came that day,
'Twas an angel visited the green earth
And took my flower away.'