Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THOUGH THOU ART DEAD, by EMMELINE CUST First Line: Though thou art dead and with thee all is dead Last Line: I do not mournfor I with thee am dead. Alternate Author Name(s): Cust, Nina Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
Though Thou Art Dead THOUGH thou art dead and with thee all is dead, Though thou art dead and life has died with thee, Not here a fainting heart, a drooping head, Not here shall tears or lamentation be: Though thou wert husband, lover, master, friend, Though thou wert all my only first-born son, My starry love, my world without an end, All my world's wonders nobly packed in one: Though none be leftnot one of all my stars, Though sworded death has stripped me to the bone, My spirit passes high beyond the bars, My heart goes homing there where thine has gone: Though, with thy dying, glory's self is shed, I do not mournfor I with thee am dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND |
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