Death Of An Infant Poem by Lydia Huntley Sigourney

Lydia Huntley Sigourney

Lydia Huntley Sigourney

Norwich, Connecticut
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Lydia Huntley Sigourney
Norwich, Connecticut
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Death Of An Infant



Death found strange beauty on that cherub brow,
And dash'd it out. There was a tint of rose
On cheek and lip;--he touch'd the veins with ice,
And the rose faded.--Forth from those blue eyes
There spoke a wishful tenderness,--a doubt
Whether to grieve or sleep, which Innocence
Alone can wear. With ruthless haste he bound
The silken fringes of the curtaining lids
For ever. There had been a murmuring sound
With which the babe would claim its mother's ear,
Charming her even to tears. The spoiler set
His seal of silence. But there beam'd a smile
So fix'd and holy from that marble brow,--
Death gazed and left it there;--he dared not steal
The signet-ring of Heaven.

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Lydia Huntley Sigourney

Lydia Huntley Sigourney

Norwich, Connecticut
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