Penny Dreadfuls, 1812 · page 176 of 258
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# Page 158: Poetry Page This is a text page containing a poem titled "Written in the Church-Yard at Malvern." The poem is a melancholic meditation on death and mourning, composed at a graveyard near the Malvern hills. The speaker reflects on the graves, ancient yew trees, and weathered tombstones, expressing grief for a deceased friend and wishing to pay final tribute by weeping at their grave. The verses emphasize themes of loss, resignation, and the vanities of earthly life.
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158 WRITTEN IN THE CHURCH-YARD AT MALVERN. T HIs seems a spot to pensive sorrow dear, Gloomy the shade which yields this ancient yew, Sacred the seat of death! soothed while I view © Thy hills, O Malvern, proudly rising near, I bless the peaceful mound, the mouldering cross, And every stone whose rudely sculptured form Hiath braved the rage of many a winter’s storm. Pleased with the melancholy scene, each loss _ Once more I weep; and wish this grave were thine, Poor, lost, lamented friend! that o’er thy clay For once this last, sad tribute I might pay, And, with my tears, to the cold tomb resign | Each hope of bliss, each vanity of life, And all the passions agonizing strife. Connicboolk<s.conn