ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING. DIED IN FLORENCE, JUNE 29, 1861, HALF AN HOUR AFTER DAYBREAK. A LIFE of suffering ended in peace. A frail body, bearing the burden of too great a brain, broke at last under the weight. After six days' illness, the shadows of the night fell upon her eyes for the last time, and half an hour after daybreak she beheld the Eternal vision. Like the Pilgrim in the dream, she saw the Heavenly glory before passing through the gate. "It is beautiful!" she exclaimed, and died sealing these last words upon her lips as the fittest inscription that could ever be writ ten upon her life, her genius, and her memory. In the English burial-ground at Florence lie her ashes. What she wrote of Cowper's grave now stands written of her own: |