Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS WRITTEN TO BOUTS-RIMES: 9. THE PLAGUE, by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Listen, the last stroke of death's noon has struck Last Line: Who mourneth for the multitude dead here? Alternate Author Name(s): Alleyne, Ellen; Rossetti, Christina Subject(s): Death; Plague; Dead, The | ||||||||
"Listen, the last stroke of death's noon has struck -- The plague is come," a gnashing Madman said, And laid him down straightway upon his bed. His writhed hands did at the linen pluck; Then all is over. With a careless chuck Among his fellows he is cast. How sped His spirit matters little: many dead Make men hard-hearted. -- "Place him on the truck. Go forth into the burial-ground and find Room at so much a pitful for so many. One thing is to be done; one thing is clear: Keep thou back from the hot unwholesome wind, That it infect not thee." Say, is there any Who mourneth for the multitude dead here? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND IT IS FINISHED' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ITALIA, IO TI SALUTO!' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE HEART KNOWETH ITS OWN BITTERNESS' (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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