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You started, scarce it seem'd a human sound; But the eyes' lustre told life linger'd still; And now the moonlight seem'd to fill their depths. "You see," she said, "my cemetery here:— Here, only here, shall be my quiet grave. Yon statue is my emblem: see, its grasp Is raised to Heaven, forgetful that the while Its step has crush'd the fairest of earth's flowers With its neglect."—— Her prophecy was sooth: No change of leaf had that green valley known, When lay there in her last sleep.

Peace to the weary and the beating heart, That fed upon itself!