agrave

Updated: June 25, 2025

And now their spirits stand in the green fields of German song, like two weeping-willows, bending over agrave. To read their poems, is like wandering through a village churchyard on a summer evening, reading the inscription upon the grave-stones, and recalling sweet images of the departed; while above you, 'Hark! in the holy grove of palms, Where the stream of life runs free,

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Hyperion