Head-board and foot-board duly placed -- Grassed is the mound between; Daniel Drouth is the slumberer's name -- Long may his grave be green! Quick was his way -- a flash and a blow, Full of his fire was he -- A fire of hell -- 'tis burnt out now -- Green may his grave long be! May his grave be green, though he Was a rebel of iron mould; Many a true heart -- true to the Cause, Through the blaze of his wrath lies cold. May his grave be green -- still green While happy years shall run; May none come nigh to disinter The -- Buried Gun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MAN WITH THE HOE OUTWITTED by EDWIN MARKHAM FOR A' THAT AND A' THAT; SONG by ROBERT BURNS THE MOUSE'S LULLABY by PALMER COX THE DEATH-MASK OF JOHN CLARE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SUMMER by WILLIAM ASPENWALL BRADLEY GETTING UP THE WINTER WOOD IN VERMONT by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |