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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS MAIDEN, by PAUL FORT
First Line: This maiden is dead, is dead in love's play.
Last Line: They have gone to the fields, to the fields like every day.
Subject(s): Coffins; Death; Funerals; Household Employees; Dead, The; Burials; Servants; Domestics; Maids
First Line: This maiden is dead, is dead in love's play.
Last Line: They have gone to the fields, to the fields like every day.
Subject(s): Coffins; Death; Funerals; Household Employees; Dead, The; Burials; Servants; Domestics; Maids
This maiden is dead, is dead in love's play.
They laid her in the ground, in the ground at break of day.
They buried her alone, alone in her array.
They buried her alone, alone in her coffin.
They came back all merrily, merrily with the day.
They sang all merrily, merrily "All must pay,
This maiden is dead, is dead in love's play."
They have gone to the fields, to the fields like every day.
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