Time-mouldering crosses, gemmed with imagery <br />Of costliest work and Gothic tracery, <br />Point still the spot, to hallowed Wedlock dear, <br />Where rested on its solemn way the bier <br />That bore the bones of Edward's Elinor <br />To mix with Royal dust at Westminster. <br />Far different rites did thee to dust consign, <br />Duke Brunswick's daughter, princely Caroline: <br />A hurrying funeral, and a banished grave, <br />High-minded Wife, were all that thou couldst have. <br />Grieve not, great Ghost, nor count in death in losses; <br />Thou in thy life-time hadst thy share of crosses<br /><br />Charles Lamb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines-suggested-by-a-sight-of-waltham-cross/
