...coming cloud. • It came at length ;— o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering fist, — And an awful shade pass'd o'er thy brow, the deepest...more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmar'd low of Heaven's behests, and...

...fears, we dared not breathe aloud, Sat, hand in hand, in speechless grief, to wait death's coming cloud. It came at length ; — o'er thy bright blue eye the...more— the final pang— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmur'd low of Heaven's behests, and...

...fears, we dared not breathe aloud, Sat, hand in hand, in speechless grief, to wait death's coming cloud. It came at length ;—o'er thy bright blue eye the...raised thy drooping head, — A moment more— the anal pang— and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And...

...at length ; — o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering fast,— . And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last ; — . In...more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead ! ' Thy gentle mother turned away to hide her face from me, And murmured low of Heaven's behests, and...

...film was gathering fast,— And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the l«>t . — In thicker gushes strove thy breath, — we raised...more — the final pang— and thou wert of the dead ! « Thy gentle mother turned away to hide her face from me, And murmured low of Heaven's behests,...

...at length ; — o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last ;— In thicker...more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turned away to hide her face from me, And murmured low of heaven's behests, and...

...at length ; — o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the • last ; —...more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turned away to hide her face from me, And murmured low of heaven's behests, and...

...fears, we dared not breathe aloud, Sat band in hand, in speechless grief to wait death's coming cloud. It came at length ;--o'er thy bright blue eye the...more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmur'd low of Heaven's behests, and...

...fears, we dared not breathe aloud, Sat, hand in hand, in speechless grief, to wait death's coming cloud. It came at length— o'er thy bright blue eye the...more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turn'd away to hide her face from me, And murmur'd low of Heaven's behests, and...

...came at length ; o'er thy bright blue eye the film w;is gathering fast,— And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last;— In thicker gushes strove thy breath,—we raised thy drooping head, A moment more—the final pang—and thou wert of the dead!...