The songs, so old and bitter, The dreams so wild and drear, Let's bury them together -- What ho! A coffin here! I have so much to bury It never will be done, Unless the coffin's larger Than Heidelberg's great Tun. And bring a bier to match it Of stoutest oaks and pines; It must be even longer Than the long bridge at Mainz. And also bring twelve giants Of mightier brawn and bone Than Christopher, the sainted, Whose shrine is in Cologne. And in the great sea sink it Beneath the proudest wave; For such a mighty coffin Should have a mighty grave. . . You know what makes my coffin So great, so hard to bear? It holds my love within it, And my too heavy care. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASIAN BIRDS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES DE GUSTIBUS' by ROBERT BROWNING GOOD NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A SKETCH by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI WASHINGTON MONUMENT BY NIGHT by CARL SANDBURG MANASSAS [JULY 21, 1861] by CATHERINE ANNE WARFIELD THE ROSE I GREW by JULIA S. ANDERSON |