Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LAST BED, by PHOEBE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Twas a lonesome couch we came to spread Last Line: And spotted over with violets. Subject(s): Coffins | ||||||||
'T WAS a lonesome couch we came to spread For her, when her little life was o'er, And a narrower one than any bed Whereon she had ever slept before. And we feared that she could not slumber so, As we stood about her when all was done, For the pillow seemed too hard and low For her precious head to rest upon. But, when we had followed her two by two, And lowered her down there where she lies, There was nothing left for us to do, But to hide it all from our tearful eyes. So we softly and tenderly spread between Our face and the face our love regrets, A covering, woven of leafy green, And spotted over with violets. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BOX COMES HOME by JOHN CIARDI FIRST COFFIN POEM by DAVID IGNATOW ESTATE SALE: THE SCRABBLE GAME OF A DEAD WOMAN by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE FOR THE DUE IMPROVEMENT OF A FUNERAL SOLEMNITY by JOHN BYROM TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. INSCRIBED ON A MUMMY CASE, BRITISH MUSEUM by EDWARD CARPENTER LAZARUS by EDWARD RALPH CHEYNEY SUNSHINE: A THOUGHT by ELIZA COOK RATTLIN' JOE'S PRAYER by JOHN WALLACE CRAWFORD THE CRADLE OR COFFIN by ELIZABETH DOTEN A LEGEND OF THE NORTHLAND by PHOEBE CARY |
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