The Maiden's Last Farewell.

Clutha Leader, Volume I, Issue 7, 20 August 1874, Page 1 (Supplement)

The Maiden's Last Farewell.

In (he days,of Cremation. | When the night wore on and we knew fee "% worst, . i That theendof it all waenigh* 1 Three doctors they had from the yery'firet, And what could one do but die? °; "Oh, William!" she cried, "strew ne blossoms of spring, i For the new * apparatus' might rust: But say that a handful of shavings vqu'H * bring, _..;■; And linger to see mc combust. ' i "Qb, promise mc, love, by the fire-hole r ; you'll watch, '# And when mourners-and stokers convene, S You will see that they light mc some 'I solemn, slow match,, • ; And warn them against kerosene. "It would cheer mc to know, ere these S rude breezes waft . v My essences far to the pole, ,s That one wb?vm I love will lodk to the draft, '-■$ And have a fond eye on the coal. ,5 " Then promise mc, love ,, —and her voice . fainter grew— 41 While this body, of mine >caldfiee, '> You will stand juet as near is youcan to - - ■ the flue, - y And gaze while my gases,arise. j) " For Thomson—Sir Henry—has found % out a way •■-;., > (Of his 'process , you've surely heard I And you bum like a parioui>match gentS "$ away, -'A Nor even offend'by a smell. A "So none of the dainty may sniff in disdain* *- Whenjmy carbon floats np to the ekyj AndTTm sure r ilove, thatyou will nevet complain, x^ Though an ash Should blow into your eye. | " Now promise mc, love," —arid ehemurmured low . , J " the calcification is o'er, Si You will sit by my grave in the twilight glow— }| I meanin my furnace door: "Yes, promise mc, love, while the seasons •'ss revolve, :)'$ On the noiseless axles, the years, f?| You will visit the kila where you saw mc ' revolve,' And leach my pale ashes with tearel" II