Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNETS: TO A DEAD FRIEND, by ELLEN C. NICHOLSON


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SONNETS: TO A DEAD FRIEND, by                    
First Line: Do you rest sweetly in your wintry grave
Last Line: Those dear, dumb lips can keep their secret well.
Alternate Author Name(s): Nicholson, Mrs. James
Subject(s): Death; Friendship; Dead, The


Do you rest sweetly in your wintry grave,
Beyond whose trampled turf I cannot see?
Do never dreams or memories, wave on wave,
Sweep through the silence sund'ring you from me?
Has death but fetter'd you; not set you free?
Else why so silent? Many days ago,
You lay all rigid on a snowy bed --
Oh woe is me, who ever see you so! --
And would not answer when I asked you, weeping,
What lies beyond the grave in Death's dark keeping?
What is this secret that you will not tell?
Can no wild prayer of mine disturb your sleeping?
Oh hapless Living! Oh most happy Dead!
Those dear, dumb lips can keep their secret well.





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