New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1848-11-14
NEW-YORK TRIBUNE.
The BURIAL PLACE
syET KLLkT. lFor The Thao'e

GIVE me 70 sleep by the green n'er sac
Where the hyh, breath and laughing skies Of june
When all the groves .end up joyous sound
And the wild s,reamists murnur quickly
Their idle .ones-may reach my humole grave
And grow the aowers luxarisrt DER ny head
ioved them living Jet the tender grass
pasture yield unto the rowing herds
And the green willow gently battle in oousns
In the clear wave beneath and Ivy clasp
The noble OAK. and the tall poplar rise
spire-Ase. and Autumn ding livery
OF gold and purple Oh the woods around
short be the reign Of Winter DER my dus,
Too ,ullen are bis blasts, that indurse
The mold and sweep the forest honors down.
And cast his icy sleet upon the sod
When bough. arc stripped Of foliage, and the tune
OF the young brooks Il silent and the bird
Mingles no p.sintve note with to- snrili winds
Nor friendly step In fondness fingers nisn-
And if men honor Desih-sud Monuments
Rise DER my grave, whose proudly seoipturea p''
May tell the pss,er.by tho, &c VINO sleeps
Beneath .ti.l live. In memory though " MIN
Life. varied music is forever silent -
stll le, imperial NstuFe be around
10 ali her might and majesty, enshI.n.Ds
Win her pild beauty al the pomp Of Death
lie, the stern Mountains On the scene look down
Az though IN their eternal panoply winds
They smiled 81 mans irsA vsunt. Let moaning
That sweep the circuit Of the hills send forth
Their solemn anthem, and tie pnnsc.ed nights
That bow beneath their rushing pinions nain.e
4 sad yet pleasing symphony
Tine Vss
When marble tomostsD.s paved the churohes aoors
A. nj a
And .ighs Of kneeing worshipers, came Up lbymns.
The bres,b OF cold mortality, With terror
And deadly fsintnes. smiung every sense
The sanctuary sacred sloOm sank deep
Into the sadoened heart the oensers perfume.
The pale sepulchrsl light u cleaning torches,
The organs solemn melody. oppressed
The ,oul, while fainter lowed the tide Of life
And the warm sunshine sud the bithe free air
Were glsdlier hailed As came the mournsr forth
20 In the cline where Arethuss rolled
Her waves Of silver and proud Etns huris
Toward the sfnghted sly ole globes Of fire
Where hoary temples chronicle past year,
The living for their cherished dead assigned
Vast subterrsnesn chambers. deep. obscure.
Where In their inches s,Oop toe hgures round
Wrapped In their vestmenis Of The upper ar
Their vthered festures By Art preserved
Corroytion eosd not harm them. though long sses
Had changed the earth above Lsmenting friends
Full of from their soode. in dsy's warm light
Came down into these silent eoistsrs. guided
BY the pale lamps uncertain CLEAN 10 greet
Among those ghss,ly forms n, wensnow face
OF one in past years loved 70 live sssln
The pa.taown days Of busy Memory Ger
To weep DER ever.vsnisbed joys and look
Sal nearer on the unknown Future World.
From this divided by strait 60 small
Vain honors-idly besped Alas, how fam
Would man believe the weakness Of his pride
Endured beyond this life The .sd survivor
Burdens bis sorrow empty pomP 10 show
Then goes-the unconscious object Ia his turn
OF senseess ostentstion Nature rears
The only msusoeum worth the dead
Her everlasting hills pFOucer witness
Unto the fame OF the departed, green
10 loving hesris on Earths parent bress,
The mound that marks their spot Of deep repose.