Helen Maria Williams,
Poems (1786), Volume I
“ She sees the dying look, the parting tear, That sought with anxious tenderness to save That dear memorial from the closing grave: He clasps the object of his love's last care, And vows for him the load of life to bear; 130 To rear the blossom of a faded flower, And bid remembrance sooth each ling'ring hour. He journey'd o'er a dreary length of way, To plains where freedom shed her hallow'd ray ”
