MOURNING your dearest friends, be wise in grief. They are not dead, but on that single road Which all are bound to travel, gone before. We too, in after days, shall overtake them; One road-house shall receive us, entered in To lodge together for the rest of time. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOHEMIAN HYMN by RALPH WALDO EMERSON ON LENDING A PUNCH BOWL by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES A WHITE ROSE by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY THE SMACK IN SCHOOL by WILLIAM PITT PALMER THE END OF THE DAY by DUNCAN CAMPBELL SCOTT SLOW TO COME, QUICK A-GONE by WILLIAM BARNES FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |