midnight
In that dim , summer twilight she walked . Fast fell the tears over her cheeks . None but angels knew the sobs , the agony of desolation which swept over her , and like a pall hung between herself and heaven . It was midnight when she arose from prayer , but morning to her soul . Peace had come ; the dove had returned with the olive branch ; the waters had gone down , and green banks shored the wild sea of sorrow . She spent the day of the funeral ceremonies alone in the solitude of the woods . Full of meaning now came to her these words of Christ : `` Let the dead bury their dead ; '' and this was her first personal realization of the truth .