dead who still live on
In minds made better by their presence; live
In pulses stirred to generosity,
In deeds of daring rectitude; in scorn
For miserable aims that end with sell;
In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars,
And with their mild persistence urge man’s search
To vaster issues.’
“How she thus yearned ’to join the choir invisible, whose music is the gladness of the world!’ All this is known to those who had the privilege of being near her.”
The address was preceded by a simple burial service, and was followed by a prayer, all being given in the chapel of the cemetery. The coffin, covered with the finest floral tributes, was then borne to the grave, where the burial service was completed, and was followed by a prayer and the benediction. Although the day was a disagreeable one and rain was falling, the chapel was crowded, and many not being able to gain admittance stood about the open grave. Beside her personal friends and her family there were present many persons noted for their literary or scientific attainments, On the lid of the coffin was this inscription:
MARY ANN CROSS.
Born 22d Nov., 1819; died 22d Dec., 1880.
Che spande di parlay si largo flume.
[Footnote: From Dante, and has been rendered into English thus:
Which spreads abroad so wide a river of speech.]
The novel which had been begun was left a mere fragment, and in accordance with what it was thought would have been her wish, was destroyed by her family. Perhaps it was better that her dislike of unfinished work should be so respected.
LITERARY TRAITS AND TENDENCIES.