Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE UNQUIET GRAVE (1), by ANONYMOUS


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THE UNQUIET GRAVE (1), by             Poem Explanation        
First Line: "the wind doth blow to-day, my love"
Last Line: Till god calls you away
Subject(s): Fidelity;graves;love;mourning; Faithfulness;constancy;tombs;tombstones;bereavement


The wind doth blow today, my love,
And a few small drops of rain.
I never had but one true-love,
In cold grave she was lain.

I'll do as much for my true-love
As any young man may,
I'll sit and mourn all at her grave,
For a twelvemonth and a day.

The twelvemonth and a day being up,
The dead begin to speak:
Oh who sits weeping on my grave,
And will not let me sleep?

'Tis I, my love, sits on your grave,
And will not let you sleep,
For I crave one kiss of your clay-cold lips,
And that is all I seek.

You crave one kiss of my clay-cold lips,
But my breath smells earthy strong.
If you have one kiss of my clay-cold lips,
Your time will not be long.

'Tis down in yonder garden green,
Love, where we used to walk,
The finest flower that ere was seen
Is withered to a stalk.

The stalk is withered dry, my love,
So will our hearts decay.
So make yourself content, my love,
Till God calls you away.





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