Classic Poem

" She was beautiful in life And beautiful in death. "
Gone, with all her sparkling beauty,
Gone, with innocence and youth;
Gone, with loving ways and kindness,
Gone, with happiness and truth.

In the tomb they gently laid her —
Even strangers dropped a tear;
And one heart will feel the anguish
Of her loss for many a year.

Father, mother, loving sisters,
Deeply mourn the lov'd and lost;
Who can tell the crushing sorrow
Of the heart who lov'd her most?

Oft, I fancy, in the twilight,
That I see her winning face;
Dream to find, ah, sad awakening!
I was gazing into space.

Sister, this our earthly parting,
Will not, cannot, be for aye;
We will meet, ah, soon, my darling,
Where there is eternal day!