“Widowed and childless, lamentable state!

A doleful sight, among the dead she sate;

Hardened with woes, a statue of despair,

To every breath of wind unmoved her hair;

Her cheek still reddening, but its color dead,

Faded her eyes, and set within her head.

No more her pliant tongue its motion keeps,

But stands congealed within her frozen lips.