Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE FORSAKEN, by THOMAS HOOD



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First Line: The dead are in their silent graves
Last Line: In sorrow that I send to thee!
Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness


THE dead are in their silent graves,
And the dew is cold above,
And the living weep and sigh,
Over dust that once was love.

Once I only wept the dead,
But now the living cause my pain:
How couldst thou steal me from my tears,
To leave me to my tears again?

My Mother rests beneath the sod, --
Her rest is calm and very deep:
I wish'd that she could see our loves, --
But now I gladden in her sleep.

Last night unbound my raven locks,
The morning saw them turn'd to grey,
Once they were black and well beloved,
But thou art changed, -- and so are they!

The useless lock I gave thee once,
To gaze upon and think of me,
Was ta'en with smiles, -- but this was torn
In sorrow that I send to thee!





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