| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1386. On a Grave in Christ-Church, Hants |
| | | By Oscar Fay Adams |
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| TURNING from Shelley’s sculptured face aside, | |
| And pacing thoughtfully the silent aisles | |
| Of the gray church that overlooks the smiles | |
| Of the glad Avon hastening its tide | |
| To join the seaward-winding Stour, I spied | 5 |
| Close at my feet a slab among the tiles | |
| That paved the minster, where the sculptor’s files | |
| Had graven only “Died of Grief,” beside | |
| The name of her who slept below. Sad soul! | |
| A century has fled since kindly death | 10 |
| Cut short that life which nothing knew but grief, | |
| And still your fate stirs pity. Yet the whole | |
| Wide world is full of graves like yours, for breath | |
| Of sorrow kills as oft as frost the leaf. | |
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