Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPITAPH: JOHN BUCKETT, by ANONYMOUS First Line: And is alas! Poor buckett gone Last Line: Still guarding stockbridge with thy sign Subject(s): Epitaphs;landlords & Tenants | ||||||||
And is alas! poor Buckett gone Farewell convivial honest JOHN Oft at the well by fateful stroke Buckets like pitchers must be broke In this same motley shifting scene How various have thy fortunes been Today thy brim would overflow Thy bounty then would All supply To fill and drink and leave thee dry Tomorrow sunk as in a well Content unseen with Truth to dwell But high or low or wet or dry No rotten stave could malice spy Then rise immortal Bucket rise And claim thy station in the skies Twixt Amphora and Pisces shine Still guarding Stockbridge with thy sign | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VACATING AN APARTMENT by AGHA SHAHID ALI BALLAD OF THE LANDLORD by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES THE LANDLADY IN BANGKOK by KAREN SWENSON THE LAST LANDLORD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 1. LORD CRASHTON by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 2. FINLAY by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 3. ISAAC BROWN by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 8. THE EVICTION by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE HEATHER ON FIRE by MATHILDE BLIND TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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