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                 Poems by Mary Baker Eddy                  67




  	    LINES, ON VISITING PINE GROVE
  	                     CEMETERY 

 1	    AH, why should the brief bliss of life's
  	        little day
 3	    Grow cold in this spot as the spirit-
  	        less clay,
  	    And thought be at work with the long-
 6	        buried hours,
  	    And tears be bedewing these fresh-smiling
  	        flowers! 

 9	    Ah, wherefore the memory of dear ones
  	        deemed dead
  	    Should bow thee, as winds bow the tall wil-
12	        low's head! 
  	    Beside you they walk while you weep, and
  	        but pass
15	    From your sight as the shade o'er the dark
  	        wavy grass. 

  	    The cypress may mourn with her evergreen
18	        tears,
  	    And, like the blue hyacinth, change not with
  	        years;
21	    Yea, flowers of feeling may blossom above,
  	    To yield earth the fragrance of goodness and
  	        love;

 
68            Poems by Mary Baker Eddy


 1	    So one heart is left me — she breathes in my
  	        ear,
 3	    "I'm living to bless thee; for this are we
  	        here." 
  	    And when this sweet pledge to my lone heart
 6	        was given,
  	    Earth held but this joy, or this happiness
  	        heaven! 

 9	    Here the rock and the sea and the tall wav-
  	        ing pine
  	    Enchant deep the senses, — subduing, sub-
12	        lime;
  	    Yet stronger than these is the spell that hath
  	        power
15	   ... To sweep o'er the heartstrings in memory's
  	        hour. 

  	    Of the past 'tis the talisman, when we three
18	       met,
  	    When the star of our friendship arose not to
  	        set;
21	    And pure as its rising, and bright as the star,
  	    Be its course through our heavens, whether
  	        near or afar. 

24	      Lynn, Mass., August 24, 1865. 
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