Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT A POET'S GRAVE, by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE



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AT A POET'S GRAVE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: When I leave down this pipe my friend
Last Line: And summer-bells are rung.
Subject(s): Death; Epitaphs; Flowers; Funerals; Graves; Sleep; Dead, The; Burials; Tombs; Tombstones


WHEN I leave down this pipe my friend
And sleep with flowers I loved, apart,
My songs shall rise in wilding things
Whose roots are in my heart.

And here where that sweet poet sleeps
I hear the songs he left unsung,
When winds are fluttering the flowers
And summer-bells are rung.





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