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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MORS ET VITA, by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Under the roots of the roses Last Line: "certain is nothing but death!" | |||
"UNDER the roots of the roses, Down in the dark, rich mould, The dust of my dear one reposes Like a spark which night incloses When the ashes of day are cold." "Under the awful wings Which brood over land and sea, And whose shadows nor lift nor flee, -- This is the order of things, And hath been from of old: First production, And last destruction; So the pendulum swings, While cradles are rocked and bells are tolled." "Not under the roots of the roses, But under the luminous wings Of the King of kings The soul of my love reposes, With the light of morn in her eyes, Where the Vision of Life discloses Life that sleeps not nor dies." "Under or over the skies What is it that never dies? Spirit -- if such there be -- Whom no one hath seen nor heard, We do not acknowledge thee; For, spoken or written word, Thou art but a dream, a breath; Certain is nothing but Death!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONGS by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD THE FLIGHT OF YOUTH by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD A CATCH by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD A GAZELLE by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD ABRAHAM LINCOLN (2) by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD ADSUM by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD AN OLD SONG REVERSED by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD ARAB SONG by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD BIRDS by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD COLONEL ELLSWORTH by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD |
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