The Poetry Corner

In Memoriam. - Madam Pond,

By Lydia Howard Sigourney

Widow of the late CALEB POND, Esq., died at Hartford, February 19th 1861, aged 73. Would any think who marked the smile On yon untroubled face, That threescore years and ten had fled Without a wrinkling trace? Yet age doth sometimes skill to guard The beauty of its prime, And hold a quenchless lamp above The water-floods of time. And she, for whom we mourn, maintained Through every change and care, Those hallowed virtues of the soul That keep the features fair. They raised a little child to look Into the coffin deep, Who dream'd the lovely lady lay But in a transient sleep, And gazed upon the face of death With eye of tranquil ray, Well pleased, as with the snowy flowers, That on her bosom lay. Then on the sad procession moved, And mid funereal gloom, The only son was there to lay His mother in the tomb. Oh, memories of an only child, How strong and rich ye are! A wealth of concentrated love That none beside can share. And hence, the filial grief that swells, When breaks its latest tie, Flows onward with a fuller tide Than meets the common eye. With voice of holy prayer she pass'd Forth from her pleasant door, Where tender recollections dwell Though she returns no more. Even so the pure and pious rise From tents of pain and woe, But leave a precious transcript here To guide us where they go.