@3F@1LOWERS for our dead! The delicate wild roses, faintly red; The valley lily beds, as purely white As shines their honor in the vernal light; All blooms that be As fragrant as their fadeless memory! By tender hands entwined and garlanded, Flowers for our dead! ... Love for our dead! O hearts that droop and mourn, be comforted! The darksome path through the abyss of pain, The final hour of travail not in vain! For freedom's morning smile Broadens across the seas from isle to isle. By reverent lips let this fond word be said: Love for our dead! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. BURKE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EDITH CONANT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO A DOG'S MEMORY by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY THE MORAL FABLES: THE PROLOG by AESOP CHANGE UPON CHANGE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |