...Oh, the grave ! — the grave ! It buries every error — covers every defect — extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. . . . Ay, go to the grave of buried love, and meditate ! There settle the account with thy conscience...

...the grave, that " it buries every error — extinguishes every resentment — covers every defect. From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets, and tender recollections then be sure that every unkind look, every ungracious word, every ungentle action, will come thronging...

...all say, " Oh, the grave, the grave! It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but...fond regrets, and tender recollections. Who can look even upon the grave of an enemy, and not feel a compunctious throb, that he ever should have warred...

...the living. Oh, the grave! the grave! It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. 2196 Wanhinyton Irving : The Sketch-Book. Rural Funerals. He spake well who said that graves are the...

...living. Oh, the grave ! the grave ! It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections." Roses were abloom in this God's acre when I last wandered alone among the green graves of the cemetery....

...living. Oh, the grave ! the grave ! It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but...and not feel a compunctious throb, that he should have warred with the poor handful of earth that lies moldering before him? But the grave of those we...

...living. Oh, the grave ! the grave ! It buries every error — covers eveiy defect — extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but...compunctious throb, that he should ever have warred with the handful of earth that lies mouldering before him ! But the grave of those we love — what a place...

...pathos which genius, taste, and culture could infuse into that simple story. [Earnestly. ]—Hart. Who can look down upon the grave, even of an enemy,...handful of earth that lies mouldering before him? [Reflectively and with sympathy.] — Addison. Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate...

...together. — Southern. GRAVE. GRAVITY. It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but...tender recollections. Who can look down upon the grave of an enemy, and not feel a compunctions throb that he should have warred with the poor handful of...

...the grave ! — the grave ! — It buries every error — covers every defect— extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but...with the poor handful of earth that lies mouldering bfore him. But the grave of those we loved — what a place for meditation ! There it is that we call...