Feb. 10, 1883
Aged 58 Years
Lo! Where this silent marble weeps,
A friend, a wife, a mother sleeps,
A heart, within whose sacred cell,
the peaceful virtues loved to dwell.
The Lord is my Shepherd
I shall not want.
Epitaph on Mrs. Clarke
by Thomas Gray (1716-1771)
LO! where the silent marble weeps,
A friend, a wife, a mother sleeps:
A heart within whose sacred cell
The peaceful virtues loved to dwell.
Affection warm, and faith sincere,
And soft humanity were there.
In agony, in death resign'd,
She felt the would she left behind.
Her infant image here below
Sits smiling on a father's woe:
Whom what awaits, while yet he strays
Along the lonely vale of days?
A pang, to secret sorrow dear;
A sigh; an unavailing tear;
Till time shall every grief remove,
With life, with memory, and with love.
Thomas Gray was an English poet. He wrote "Epitaph on Mrs. Clarke" in 1757.
A curious choice of poems... the poem was written for a woman who died during the pains of childbirth.
Margaret B. PALMER was the wife of Richard PALMER. They lived at 385 East Bridge Street in Grand Rapids, Michigan. According to the 1880 census, Margaret was suffering from consumption which incidentally is what she died from in 1883. Margaret was born in the Shetland Islands. Her children (recorded on 1880 census) are: Eliza, 25, a dress maker - born in Buffalo; Malcolm B., 21, milk peddler, born in Detroit; Agnes, 19, born in Detroit, a dress maker; James, 17, born in Michigan, a cow herder; George, 15, born in Michigan; and Lulu, 4, a granddaughter. Husband Richard, born in England, works as a hotel cook.