POETRY.
EVA. Now closed are Eva’s lovely eyes ; How quietly the maiden lies ! How sweetly on her tranquil breast Her snowy hands enfolded rest! How calm her pencill’d brow—hovr meek 1 How pure her ringlet-shaded cheek ! Not whiter winter’s fleecy flake. When will the lovely one awake 1 Alas ! her eyes will not unclose ! We cannot break her deep repose, For Eva’s cheek is cold as clay, Her gentle breath has pass’d away. Oh, make her grave in shaded spot, Where winter’s rudest breath comes not; Where bloom the earliest flowers of spring, And birds her requiem may sing.
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Globe, Volume I, Issue 3, 3 June 1874, Page 3
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99POETRY. Globe, Volume I, Issue 3, 3 June 1874, Page 3
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