Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A POET IN A WELSH CHURCHYARD, by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Kind souls! Who strive what pious hand shall bring Last Line: One sprig of each to trim a poet's grave. Variant Title(s): Epitaph On A Poet In A Welsh Courtyard Subject(s): Churchyards; Graves; Poetry & Poets; Tombs; Tombstones | ||||||||
Kind souls! who strive what pious hand shall bring The first-found crocus from reluctant Spring, Or blow your wintry fingers while they strew This sunless turf with rosemary and rue, Bend o'er your lovers first, but mind to save One sprig of each to trim a poet's grave. | 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 FIESOLAN IDYL by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR |
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