Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NO FUNERAL GLOOM, by ELLEN TERRY Last Line: And so to where I wait come gently on. Subject(s): Grief; Religion; Sorrow; Sadness; Theology | ||||||||
NO FUNERAL GLOOM, my dears, when I am gone, Corpse-gazings, tears, black raiment, graveyard grimness. Think of me as withdrawn into the dimness, Yours still, you mine. Remember all the best of our past moments and forget the rest, And so to where I wait come gently on. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY |
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