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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WE DREAMERS, by RUTH BERNSTEIN First Line: We dreamers thought that we had died too soon Last Line: We smile, we dead, and whisper with the rain). | |||
We dreamers thought that we had died too soon -- So when they buried us, we rose again To dive from pensive peaks beyond the moon, And swim upon the crest of clouds, and then We painted lovely sunsets in our flight -- Across the sky with sweeping strokes we fled -- Our failing breath we left to perfume night -- Our restless souls still drove us on -- though dead. Wraith-like, our specters streaked the Milky-Way. We raced a shooting star across the sky; But fled before the fevered pulse of day -- Content at last to rest and sleep and die! (They wrote "Disturb not those who died in vain" -- We smile, we dead, and whisper with the rain). | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN WILL LOVE COME? by PAKENHAM THOMAS BEATTY A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK DUNS SCOTUS'S OXFORD by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS ON A YOUNG BRIDE DROWNED IN THE BOSPHORUS by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS SPRING WATER by KENNETH SLADE ALLING INTROSPECTION by GEORGE ARNOLD TO JOHN DRYDEN, ESQ.; POET LAUREATE AND HISTOGRAPHER ROYAL by PHILIP AYRES |
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