Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WE DREAMERS, by RUTH BERNSTEIN First Line: We dreamers thought that we had died too soon Last Line: We smile, we dead, and whisper with the rain). | ||||||||
We dreamers thought that we had died too soon -- So when they buried us, we rose again To dive from pensive peaks beyond the moon, And swim upon the crest of clouds, and then We painted lovely sunsets in our flight -- Across the sky with sweeping strokes we fled -- Our failing breath we left to perfume night -- Our restless souls still drove us on -- though dead. Wraith-like, our specters streaked the Milky-Way. We raced a shooting star across the sky; But fled before the fevered pulse of day -- Content at last to rest and sleep and die! (They wrote "Disturb not those who died in vain" -- We smile, we dead, and whisper with the rain). | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN ON THE MARGE OF EVENING by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY THE FALLOW DEER AT THE LONELY HOUSE by THOMAS HARDY UP-HILL by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 45. ALLAH-AL-MUJIB by EDWIN ARNOLD THE BEACHCOMBER by MILDRED DOSCH BANTA QUATORZAINS: 8. TO SILENCE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |
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