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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GRAVEYARD ON THE HILL, by GENOA MORRIS
First Line: Perhaps now in their solitude since night has come
Last Line: Blue morning-glories twining in the corn.
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Graveyards
First Line: Perhaps now in their solitude since night has come
Last Line: Blue morning-glories twining in the corn.
Subject(s): Cemeteries; Graveyards
Perhaps now in their solitude since Night has come,
The long, deep Night from which they never waken --
They may in dreams recall these fair green hills
And lie here grieving for old, futile follies;
Seeing at last how their well-meant mistakes
Spawned evils that still curse their helpless loved ones.
Their crimes sprang often from their limitations,
From dreams that bred strange fevers in their blood
That only Death could check. Oh, let them sleep!
Let them not know, too late, men's condemnation,
Whom Nature, pitying Nurse, has drugged to rest.
Tonight the owls will hoot, while katydids
And jarflies make the darkness frightful. Still,
The sun will rise, and ghostly mists will scatter
To show again the beauty of these hills,
White stones, green clustering trees and dewy slopes,
Blue morning-glories twining in the corn.
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