midnight
Thy name was always on her lips , as if she were forever addressing a prayer for thee to God in heaven ! At last the dreadful hour arrived when she heard the Almighty 's voice summoning her above . The clergyman performed the services for the dying ; and you , my child , had been taken from her arms and sent out of the house . It was midnight , and I was alone with her whose icy lips had already imprinted on mine their last sad kiss . My heart bled . Oh , God ! how wretched -- how wretched -- were those parting hours !