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II. “Beneath the Cypress' Gloomy Shade.”

Beneath the cypress' gloomy shade,
Deep in a still and leafy glade,
In peace my grey-haired sire is laid,
To wake on earth no more.
None knows save I his quiet tomb;
Each morn with saddened heart I come,
And gaze upon his narrow home,
Till grief's full cup runs o'er.
E.
 

These lines were written by her who is the subject of the first poem in the book, “Elegies.”