Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IMMORTAL, by MARY F. COCHRANE First Line: I miss the dear, loved face so Last Line: "'tis on the breast of god!" Subject(s): Mourning; Bereavement | ||||||||
I miss the dear, loved face so, I falter by the bed, While bursting heart and throat ask, "Where now that dear, loved head?" In leaden grief a moment I see it 'neath the sod, Then tears and faith say cry answer "'Tis on the breast of God!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART |
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