(KING'S-HINTOCK, 182-.)
"No--not where I shall make my own;
But dig his grave just by The woman's with the initialed stone -As near as he can lie -After whose death he seemed to ail, Though none considered why.
"And when I also claim a nook, And your feet tread me in, Bestow me, under my old name, Among my kith and kin, That strangers gazing may not dream I did a husband win.""Widow, your wish shall be obeyed;Though, thought I, certainly You'd lay him where your folk are laid, And your grave, too, will be, As custom hath it; you to right, And on the left hand he.""Aye, sexton; such the Hintock rule, And none has said it nay;But now it haps a native here Eschews that ancient way . . .
And it may be, some Christmas night, When angels walk, they'll say:
"'O strange interment! Civilized lands Afford few types thereof;Here is a man who takes his rest Beside his very Love, Beside the one who was his wife In our sight up above!'"
