That e'en my buried Ashes such a snare Of Vintage shall fling up into the Air, As not a True-believer passing by But shall be overtaken unaware. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 1. EMBARKATION by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER RIDDLE: SEWING NEEDLE AND THREAD by MOTHER GOOSE THE LOVE OF CHRIST WHICH PASSETH KNOWLEDGE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE TABLES TURNED by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE MALLARDS PASS UNHARMED by LAURA FRANCES ALEXANDER THE OLD COWPUNCHER SPEAKS by BERTON BRALEY |