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ON A POET IN A WELSH CHURCHYARD by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR

Poet Analysis

First Line: KIND SOULS! WHO STRIVE WHAT PIOUS HAND SHALL BRING
Last Line: ONE SPRIG OF EACH TO TRIM A POET'S GRAVE.
Subject(s): CHURCHYARDS; GRAVES; POETRY & POETS; TOMBS; TOMBSTONES;
Kind souls! who strive what pious hand shall bring
The first-found crocus from reluctant Spring,
Or blow your wintry fingers while they strew
This sunless turf with rosemary and rue,
Bend o'er your lovers first, but mind to save
One sprig of each to trim a poet's grave.



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