Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, IN A BRETON CEMETERY, by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON


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First Line: They sleep well here
Last Line: Beckon me to their lands
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Graveyards


THEY sleep well here,
These fisher-folk who passed their anxious days
In fierce Atlantic ways;
And found not there,
Beneath the long curled wave,
So quiet a grave.

And they sleep well
These peasant-folk, who told their lives away,
From day to market-day,
As one should tell,
With patient industry,
Some sad old rosary.

And now night falls,
Me, tempest-tost, and driven from pillar to post,
A poor worn ghost,
This quiet pasture calls;
And dear dead people with pale hands
Beckon me to their lands





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