Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DEAD DAY, by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER First Line: The golden day is dead and now doth go Last Line: For all her face with sorrow's tears is wet. Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
The golden day is dead and now doth go Out through the portals of the evening gray, And somewhere o'er the hills will be laid low In strange, far, viewless fields, by each dear yesterday; Nature doth not that dying smile forget, For all her face with sorrow's tears is wet. | 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 A CHILD'S GRAVE by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER |
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