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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
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THRENODY, by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH Poet's Biography
First Line: Upon your hearse this flower I lay
Last Line: How vain the voices of mortality!
Subject(s): Lament
First Line: Upon your hearse this flower I lay
Last Line: How vain the voices of mortality!
Subject(s): Lament
I
Upon your hearse this flower I lay.
Brief be your sleep! You shall be known
When lesser men have had their day:
Fame blossoms where true seed is sown,
Or soon or late, let Time wrong what it may.
II
Unvext by any dream of fame,
You smiled, and bade the world pass by:
But I -- I turned, and saw a name
Shaping itself against the sky --
White star that rose amid the battle's flame!
III
Brief be your sleep, for I would see
Your laurels -- ah, how trivial now
To him must earthly laurel be
Who wears the amaranth on his brow!
How vain the voices of mortality!
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ELEGY TO THE PULLEY OF SUPERIOR OBLIQUE by NORMAN DUBIE
THE ELEGY FOR INTEGRAL DOMAINS by NORMAN DUBIE
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THE UNPEOPLED, CONVENTIONAL ROSE-GARDEN' by KENNETH REXROTH
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