FRAGMENTS. Second Series.
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Literary Gazette, 10th January, 1824, Pages 27-28
STANZAS.
Is it not so?
It is a green and sunny place
That silent tomb,
And over it, with summer grace,
The wild flowers bloom;
And shadily that willow-tree
Floats on the air;
But lift up the smooth sod, and see
Its dark things bare:
A blackening corpse, a rank, cold smell,
Discoloured bones;
And slimy earthworms are what dwell
In the damp stones.
And look thus on the human face—
Is it not fair?
Yet look within the heart, and trace
Such foulness there.
