THE NAMELESS GRAVE.

“Tell me, thou grassy mound,

What dost thou cover?

In thy folds hast thou bound

Soldier or lover?

Time o'er the turf no memorial is keeping

Who in this lone grave forgotten is sleeping?” —

“The sun's westward ray

A dark shadow has thrown

On this dwelling of clay,

And the shade is thine own!

From dust and oblivion this stern lesson borrow —

Thou art living to-day and forgotten to-morrow!”