Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT KEAT'S GRAVE, by JOHN BANISTER TABB



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AT KEAT'S GRAVE, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: I feel the flowers growing over me
Last Line: They weave around thee one perpetual spring.
Alternate Author Name(s): Father Tabb
Subject(s): Graves; Keats, John (1795-1821); Poetry & Poets; Tombs; Tombstones


"I feel the flowers growing over me."
Prophetic thought! Behold, no cypress gloom
Portrays in dim memorial the doom
That quenched the ray of starlike destiny!
E'en death itself deals tenderly with thee;
For here the livelong year the violets bloom
And swing their fragrant censers till the tomb
Forgets the legend of mortality.
Nay, while the pilgrim periods of time
Alternate song and holy requiem sing,
As through the circling centuries sublime
They scatter frost or genial sunshine bring,
With gathered sweets of every varying clime
They weave around thee one perpetual spring.





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