Shelley speaks of the unwept youth whom no mourning maidens decked, "With weeping flowers, or votive cypress wreath, The love-couch of his everlasting sleep.

Her mother had cried when she left homeit was a girl's birthright to be well cried overPearlie Watson would not go forth unwept!

In the small compass of a grave; In endless night they sleep, unwept, unknown, No bard had they to make all time their own.' FRANCIS.

A pale light, rising in the outer air, fell straight upon this bed; and on it, unwatched, unwept, uncared for, was the body of this plundered unknown man.

"Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime.

Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.

We fell, not "unwept, unhonoured, and unsung,"

" "Before great Agamemnon reign'd, Reign'd kings as great as he, and brave, Whose huge ambition's now contain'd In the small compass of a grave:" "In endless night, they sleep, unwept, unknown, No bard they had to make all time their own.

Sprung from the line of the great conqueror Tamerlane, the lineal descendant of the magnanimous Akbar and of Shah Jehan the magnificent, he ended his days as a common felon, far from the country of his ancestors, unwept for and unhonoured.

" "If any could have died unwept in meeting such a fate, it must have been one that, in common, awakes so little of human sympathy; and one too, who, by dealing himself in the woes of others, has less claim to the compassion that we yield to most of our species.

In endless night they sleep, unwept, unknown.

In the small compass of a grave: In endless night they sleep, unwept, unknown: No bard had they to make all time their own.

Unwept, unhonour'd, 'midst an alien race, And the cold looks of many a stranger face, How will her poor heart bleed, and chide the day, That from her country took her far away.

In a backwater whispered over by willows and sung over by birds, a sort of water-side graveyard, eleven old barges were ingloriously rotting, unwept and unhonoured.

"Unwept and unhonoured, may be," said I to my friend, "but they shall not go all unsung, though humble be the rhyme"; so here is the rhyme I affixed to an old nail on the mouldering side of the Janita C. Williams:

His cries no blest deliverer gain; Feebler and fainter grows the sound, And still the deaf life slumbers round "In the far land I fall forsaken, Unwept and unregarded, here; By death from caitiff hands o'ertaken, Nor ev'n one late avenger near!" Down to the earth the death-stroke bore him Hark, where the Cranes wheel dismal o'er him!

And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.

My figure 40 stands nearly three months behind me on the roadway, unwept, unhonored, and unsung, an octavum lustrum bound up and laid on the shelf.