Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BENJAMIN ARTOM, by RE HENRY First Line: With mournful pomp they bore him to the grave Last Line: He loved themlet them comfort her who mourns him most! Subject(s): Clergy; Death; Honor; Jews; Memory; Mourning; Priests; Rabbis; Ministers; Bishops; Dead, The; Judaism; Bereavement | ||||||||
WITH mournful pomp they bore him to the grave With all the solemn pageantry of woe; No ancient right or custom would they waive Which might their grief and awe-struck reverence show; With honour and with state they laid him low, And dignities as if a Prince had died; He was a Princenone nobler rank could know Than that he bore with such an honest pride God's priest! A warrior chief fighting on Heaven's side! He came a stranger from his Southern shore, To colder climes, to natures less intense, He cameand was a stranger then no more, For with the music of his eloquence He won our hearts, and charmed our every sense. That music's dead, the earthly bonds are riven, And he who woke the chords is summoned hence, "The Gates of Hope" to which his thoughts were given Have flung their portals wide and shown the path to Heaven! Patron of learning! Champion of the poor! These are the titles that he nobly gained, These are the honours that will still endure And teach mere earthly rank to be disdained. The empire cannot die for him who reigned By sympathy and knowledge; and the host That will perpetuate a name unstained, Poor, seeking wisdom, these shall be our boast, He loved themlet them comfort her who mourns him most! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD, I SHALL NOT WANT' by RE HENRY MOTHER EARTH by GEORGE SANTAYANA ISADORA DUNCAN DANCING 'IPHIGENIA IN AULIS' by LOUIS UNTERMEYER |
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