What Is That Which Sweetens
What is that which sweetens life,
Found in sister, friend, or wife;
Something more than beauty dear,
Chasing gloom, dispelling fear.
Always gay, yet never changing,
Slightly through each circle ranging;
Bringing joy, content, or mirth,
To the sweet domestic hearth.
This great charm shall ever last,
Till the days of life be passed,
And in memory fresh shall bloom,
Over the lamented tomb.
When fatal death has struck the blow,
And laid his lovely victim low.
What am I?