Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LEST WE FORGET, by LOIS M. EISH First Line: When death shall curtain them about Last Line: There's no forgiveness after death. Subject(s): Death; Flowers; Forgiveness; Funerals; Dead, The; Clemency; Burials | ||||||||
When death shall curtain them about, And all is dark within, without; When lonely hearts no more can feel, And trembling lips Death's hand doth seal, Forget them then, they shall not care, For naught you say shall enter there. They shall not see the tears that flow; -- Give them your love before they go. E'en though you strew their bier with flowers That blossom midst the summer showers; And though their fragrance fill the air, Shedding their perfume everywhere; 'Twill matter not, they ne'er shall know Aught of their fragrance or their glow; -- Now is the time that you should give The lovely blossoms, while they live. If they have caused one tear to flow As on life's journey they did go; Forgive them now, too late 'twill be When still in death their form you see. Some unkind word maybe you've said, And made them bitter tears to shed; -- Then right the wrong while they have breath; There's no forgiveness after death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FUNERAL SERMON by ANDREW HUDGINS RETURN FROM DELHI by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE SCATTERING OF EVAN JONES'S ASHES by GALWAY KINNELL BROWNING'S FUNERAL by H. T. MACKENZIE BELL FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL MY FATHER'S BODY by WILLIAM MATTHEWS THE HASTY PUDDING by JOEL BARLOW THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET by JOHN KEATS INSTRUCTIONS, SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN IN PARIS, FOR THE MOB IN ENGLAND by MARY (CUMBERLAND) ALCOCK |
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