Not without heavy grief of heart did He...

Not without heavy grief of heart did He

On whom the duty fell ( for at that time

The father sojourned in a distant land )

Deposit in the hollow of this tomb

A brother's Child, most tenderly beloved!

FRANCESCO was the name the Youth had borne,

POZZOBONNELLI his illustrious house;

And, when beneath this stone the Corse was laid,

The eyes of all Savona streamed with tears.

Alas! the twentieth April of his life

Had scarcely flowered: and at this early time,

By genuine virtue he inspired a hope

That greatly cheered his country: to his kin

He promised comfort; and the flattering thoughts

His friends had in their fondness entertained,

He suffered not to languish or decay.

Now is there not good reason to break forth

Into a passionate lament?— O Soul!

Short while a Pilgrim in our nether world,

Do thou enjoy the calm empyreal air;

And round this earthly tomb let roses rise,

An everlasting spring! in memory

Of that delightful fragrance which was once

From thy mild manners quietly exhaled.