LXVI.

And there--oh! sweet and sacred be the name!-- Julia--the daughter--the devoted--gave Her youth to Heaven; her heart, beneath a claim Nearest to Heaven's, broke o'er a father's grave. Justice is sworn 'gainst tears, and hers would crave The life she lived in--but the Judge was just-- And then she died on him she could not save.[iz] Their tomb was simple, and without a bust,[ja] And held within their urn one mind--one heart--one dust.[15.B.]