Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPITAPH: TO A FRIEND LOST, by GEORGE MEREDITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: When I remember, friend, whom lost I call Last Line: Partakers of a strife they joyed to share. Subject(s): Epitaphs; Friendship; Loss | ||||||||
WHEN I remember, friend, whom lost I call, Because a man beloved is taken hence, The tender humour and the fire of sense In your good eyes; how full of heart for all, And chiefly for the weaker by the wall, You bore that lamp of sane benevolence; Then see I round you Death his shadows dense Divide, and at your feet his emblems fall. For surely are you one with the white host, Spirits, whose memory is our vital air, Through the great love of Earth they had: lo, these, Like beams that throw the path on tossing seas, Can bid us feel we keep them in the ghost, Partakers of a strife they joyed to share. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1851: A MESSAGE TO DENMARK HILL by RICHARD HOWARD WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON BURNING THE OLD YEAR by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE POSTCARDS TO COLUMBUS by SHERMAN ALEXIE DIRGE IN WOODS by GEORGE MEREDITH |
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