Sonnet on the Obituary

by C.V.L.G.

SONNET ON THE OBITUARY.

(FOR THE GENTLEMAN'S MAGAZINE.)

THESE are the thrillings of the mind's repose--
  While mute attention pauses o'er each tale,
  The flush is deepen'd, or the cheek grows pale,
The gasp is breathless, and the eyelid flows:
Whether with infant hush'd at mother's breast,
  Or bounding freely from the guiding arms,
  Or beaming bright in full resplendent charms,
Or with grey locks, upon the pillow'd rest,—-
Whate'er the ties which may have sever'd been,
  Widely around there still hath been bereaving
  As this list tells, much sorrow and sad leaving,
Or in tumultuous or in quiet scene--
Here shew, as passing now before the eye,
Those on Life's road who long since have gone by.

March 17th ----- C.V.L.G.