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92 Läsebok. X:o 63—64.
Those Christians best deserve the name,
Who studiously make peace their aim;
Peace, both the duty and the prize
Of him that creeps and him that flies.
William Cowper.
59. Tlie Graves of a Household.
They grew in beauty, side by side,
They lill’d one home with glee; —
There graves are sever’d, far and wide,
By mount, and stream, and sea.
The same fond mother bent at night
O’er each fair sleeping brow;
She had each folded flower in sight,
Where are these dreamers now?
One, ’midst the forest of the West,
By a dark stream is laid, —
The Indian knows his place of rest,
Far in the cedar shade.
The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one;
He lies where pearls lie deep:
He was the loved of all, yet none
O’er his low bed may weep.
One sleeps where southern vines are drest
Above the noble slain:
He wrapt his colours round his breast,
On a blood-red field of Spain.
And one — o’er her the myrtle showers
Its leaves, bv soft winds fann’d;
She faded ’midst Italian flowers,
The last of that bright band.
And parted thus, they rest, who plav’d
Beneath the same green tree;
Whose voices mingled as they pray’d
Around one parent knee!
They that with smiles lit up the hall,
And cheer’d with song the hearth; —
Alas! for love, if thou wert all,
And nought beyond, O earth!
Felicia Hcmans.
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