Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A GERMANTOWN GRAVEYARD, by ARTHUR PETERSON Poet's Biography First Line: The brightness of the golden-rod Last Line: And fell his pious tears. Subject(s): Cemeteries; Graveyards | ||||||||
The brightness of the golden-rod Which, in September's prime, did fill The meadows when I hither trod, Has faded from each vale and hill. The sunset earlier paints the stock Of yon old oak which here doth brood; The vine is red about the rock, Within the silent wood. How lonely, in these sombre eves Of autumn, seems this ancient ground; O'er grave and tomb the withered leaves Have fallen; gone the song-bird's sound. Low head-stones, leaning different ways, Bear epitaphs of long-past years; Here rose the Mystic's hymn of praise, And fell his pious tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POEM FOR MY TWENTIETH BIRTHDAY by KENNETH KOCH THERE IS ALWAYS A LITTLE WIND by TED KOOSER JEWISH GRAVEYARDS, ITALY by PHILIP LEVINE SAILING HOME FROM RAPALLO by ROBERT LOWELL THE HILL ABOVE THE MINE by MALCOLM COWLEY |
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