Light be the turf of thy tomb![nl] [318]

May its verdure like emeralds be![nm]

There should not be the shadow of gloom

In aught that reminds us of thee.

Young flowers and an evergreen tree[nn]

May spring from the spot of thy rest:

But nor cypress nor yew let us see;

For why should we mourn for the blest?

[First published, Examiner, June 4, 1815.]