Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS ON THE DISCOVERY OF BOTANY BAY BY CAPTAIN COOK: 4, by HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL Poet's Biography First Line: Tis holy ground! The silent silver lights Last Line: Shall gather round it deep eternal bloom! Subject(s): Cook, James (1728-1779); Graves; Sutherland, Forby (d. 1770); Tombs; Tombstones | ||||||||
Sutherland's Grave 'Tis holy ground! The silent silver lights And darks undreamed of, falling year by year Upon his sleep, in soft Australian nights, Are joys enough for him who lieth here So sanctified with Rest. We need not rear The storied monument o'er such a spot! That soul, the first for whom the Christian tear Was shed on Austral soil, hath heritage Most ample! Let the ages wane with age, The grass which clothes this grave shall wither not. See yonder quiet lily! Have the blights Of many winters left it on a faded tomb?* Oh, peace! Its fellows, glad with green delights, Shall gather round it deep eternal bloom! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GRAVE OF MRS. HEMANS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS NOT TO BE DWELLED ON by HEATHER MCHUGH ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON ETRUSCAN TOMB by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ENDING WITH A LINE FROM LEAR by MARVIN BELL A DEATH IN THE BUSH by HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL |
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