Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY WISH, by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS Poet's Biography First Line: What I would wish for is nor praise nor fame Last Line: Let them think: good was she we've been burying. Subject(s): Funerals; Wishes; Burials | ||||||||
WHAT I would wish for is nor praise nor fame, E'en to the height of kingly thrones attaining; Nor shall Love's silent sanctuary's flame Bind me, with links of roses softly chaining. For Love, alas! oft builds its house on sand, Its whispers sweet become a cry of anguish, It leaves a thorny robe within the hand -- And praise and fame are but men's whims that vanish. What I would wish for is a fair Spring day, On which my coffin should with earth be covered; In azure air a lark's clear, joyous lay, While o'er my pall a butterfly light hovered. No weeping or lamenting, no, oh, no! Ne'er would I wish to have such useless off'ring; But as toward their homes the neighbors go, Let them think: Good was she we've been burying. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FUNERAL SERMON by ANDREW HUDGINS RETURN FROM DELHI by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE SCATTERING OF EVAN JONES'S ASHES by GALWAY KINNELL BROWNING'S FUNERAL by H. T. MACKENZIE BELL FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL MY FATHER'S BODY by WILLIAM MATTHEWS |
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