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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GRAVES, by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: The sad night wind, sighing o'er sea and strand Last Line: And lull the long grass over baudelaire. Subject(s): Graves; Grief; Night; Wind; Tombs; Tombstones; Sorrow; Sadness; Bedtime | |||
The sad night wind, sighing o'er sea and strand, Haunts the cold marble where Napoleon sleeps; O'er Charlemagne's bones, far in the northern land, A vigil through the centuries it keeps; O'er Grecian kings its plaintive music sweeps; Proud Philip's grave is by its dark wings fanned, And round old Pharaoh's (deep in desert sand When the grim Sphinx leers at the stars) it creeps. Yet weary it is of this chill, spectral gloom; For moldering grandeurs it can have no care. Rich mausoleums in their granite doom It fain would leave, and wander on elsewhere, To cool the violets upon Gautier's tomb, And lull the long grass over Baudelaire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN THE BAYADERE by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS |
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