Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GRAVES OF A HOUSEHOLD, by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: They grew in beauty, side by side Last Line: And naught beyond, o earth! Alternate Author Name(s): Browne, Felicia Dorothea Subject(s): Cemeteries; Women; Graveyards | ||||||||
THEY grew in beauty side by side, They filled one home with glee; Their graves are severed far and wide, By mount, and stream, and sea. The same fond mother bent at night O'er each fair sleeping brow: She had each folded flower in sight -- Where are those dreamers now? One, midst the forest of the West, By a dark stream is laid -- The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar-shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one -- He lies where pearls lie deep; He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines are drest Above the noble slain: He wrapt his colors round his breast On a blood-red field of Spain. And one -- o'er her the myrtle showers Its leaves, by soft winds fanned; She faded midst Italian flowers -- The last of that bright band, And parted thus they rest, who played Beneath the same green tree; Whose voices mingled as they prayed Around one parent knee! They that with smiles lit up the hall, And cheered with song the hearth! -- Alas, for love! if thou wert all, And naught beyond, O Earth! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POEM FOR MY TWENTIETH BIRTHDAY by KENNETH KOCH THERE IS ALWAYS A LITTLE WIND by TED KOOSER JEWISH GRAVEYARDS, ITALY by PHILIP LEVINE SAILING HOME FROM RAPALLO by ROBERT LOWELL THE HILL ABOVE THE MINE by MALCOLM COWLEY A DIRGE (1) by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS |
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