The Death-Bed, Poem for Emma L. Wright, Died April 4, 1886
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THE DEATH-BED. [EMMA L. WRIGHT, DIED APRIL 4, 1886.] I. We watched her breathing through the night— Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. II. So silently we seemed to speak— So slowly moved about— As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. III. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied. We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. IV. For when the morn came, dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelid closed. She had Another morn than ours. |
