Page:Hymns for Childhood, 1834.pdf/56

56 OVER THE GRAVE OF TWO BROTHERS,

A CHILD AND A YOUTH.

, that canst gaze upon thine own fair boy, And hear his prayer's low murmur at thy knee, And o'er his slumber bend in breathless joy, Come to this tomb! it hath a voice for thee! Pray!—thou art blest—ask strength for sorrow's hour, Love, deep as thine, lays here its broken flower.