This Stone can tell the storie of my life, What was my Birth, to whom I was a Wife: In teeming years, how soon my Sun was set, Where now I rest, these may be known by Jet. For other things, my many Children be The best and truest Chronicles of me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FACADE: 21. THE OWL by EDITH SITWELL FOUND WANTING by EMILY DICKINSON TWO WITCHES: 1. THE WITCH OF COOS by ROBERT FROST THERE IS NO DEATH by JOHN LUCKEY MCCREERY ANNE by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE |