Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ANTHONY CRUNDLE, by JOHN DRINKWATER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Here lies the body of Last Line: Anthony crundle, r.I.P. | ||||||||
Here lies the body of ANTHONY CRUNDLE, Farmer, of this parish, Who died in 1849 at the age of 82. "He delighted in music." R. I. P. And of SUSAN, For fifty-three years his wife, Who died in 1860, aged 86. ANTHONY CRUNDLE of Dorrington Wood Played on a piccolo. Lord was he, For seventy years, of sheaves that stood Under the perry and cider tree; Anthony Crundle, R.I.P. And because he prospered with sickle and scythe, With cattle afield and labouring ewe, Anthony was uncommonly blithe, And played of a night to himself and Sue; Anthony Crundle, eighty-two. The earth to till, and a tune to play, And Susan for fifty years and three, And Dorrington Wood at the end of day . . . May providence do no worse by me; Anthony Crundle, R.I.P. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOONLIT APPLES by JOHN DRINKWATER 1914-1918: THE DEAD SPEAK by JOHN DRINKWATER A CHRISTMAS NIGHT by JOHN DRINKWATER A DEDICATION by JOHN DRINKWATER A GHOST SPEAKS ON THE STYX by JOHN DRINKWATER A MAN'S DAUGHTER by JOHN DRINKWATER |
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