SIGH not, ye winds, as passing o'er The chambers of the dead you fly; Weep not, ye dews, for these no more Shall ever weep, shall ever sigh. Why mourn the throbbing heart at rest? How still it lies within the breast! Why mourn, since death presents us peace, And in the grave our sorrows cease? The shatter'd bark, from adverse winds, Rest in this peaceful haven finds; And, when the storms of life are past, Hope drops her anchor here at last. Sigh not, ye winds, as passing o'er The chambers of the dead you fly; Weep not, ye dews, for these no more Shall ever weep, shall ever sigh. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BATTLE OF THE KEGS by FRANCIS HOPKINSON THE HIGHWAYMAN by ALFRED NOYES PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 59. AL-MUBDI by EDWIN ARNOLD ANNIVERS: BAPTISMT by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE DOOMED OAK; IN IMITATION OF ANATOLE FRANCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |