Classic and Contemporary Poetry
E. D. M., by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL Poet's Biography First Line: There is a heart I knew in other days Last Line: And that was all beneath this earthly sun. Subject(s): Death; Mourning; Soldiers; War; Dead, The; Bereavement | ||||||||
THERE is a heart I knew in other days, Not ever far from any one day's thought; One pure as are the purest. All the years Of battle or of peace, of joy or grief, Take him no further from me. Oftentimes, When the sweet tenderness of some glad girl Disturbs with tears, full suddenly I know It is because one memory ever dear Is matched a moment with its living kin. Or when at hearing of some gallant deed My throat fills, and I may not dare to say The quick praise in me, then I know, alas! 'T is by this dear dead nobleness my soul is stirred. He lived, he loved, he died. Brief epitaph! What hour of duty in the long grim wards Poisoned his life, I know not. Painfully He sickened, yearning for the strife of War That went its thunderous way unhelped of him; And then he died. A little duty done; A little love for many, much for me, And that was all beneath this earthly sun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART A DECANTER OF MADEIRA, AGED 86, TO GEORGE BANCROFT, AGED 86 by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL HOW THE CUMBERLAND WENT DOWN [MARCH 8, 1862] by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL |
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