Why fear to die And let thy body lie Under the flowers of June Thy body food For the groundworm's brood And thy grave smiled on by the visiting moon Amid great Nature's halls, Girt in by mountain walls, And washed with waterfalls, It would please me to die, Where every wind that sweeps my tomb Goes loaded with a free perfume, Dealt out with a God's charity. I should like to lie in sweets, A hill's leaves for winding sheets, And the searching sun to see That I'm laid with decency And the commissioned wind to sing His mighty Psalm from fall to spring And annual tunes commemorate Of nature's child the common fate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REPORT ON EXPERIENCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 55. ST. VALENTINE'S DAY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE JOURNEY by EMILY DICKINSON PARADISE LOST: BOOK 1 by JOHN MILTON BETWEEN WAND AND WELT by MARGARET AHO TO CYNTHIA GONE INTO THE COUNTRY by PHILIP AYRES VERDANT GREEN AND THE CROW by ROBERT BRUCE |