The picturesque pocket companion, and visitor's guide, through Mount Auburn

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The two graves.¹

I. McLellan, Jun.

Here, in the ray of morn and eve,
Gleams the white stone, that bears his name;
While far away, beneath the sea,
Is sepulchred his frame.
But here, with solemn step, may come
Affection, with her streaming eye,
The father, with his manly grief,
The mother, with her mournful sigh,
The brother, with his brow of care,
The sister, with her secret prayer.

Dear Youth! when seeking, in a foreign land,
New vigor for thy wasted form,
How fondly didst thou pant once more
To join the anxious group at home;
Or hope, at least, to bid farewell
To life beside a father's hearth,--