|
|
Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GOD'S ACRE AT OLD PEMAQUID, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Where ocean breezes sweep across the restless deep Last Line: "thy dust shall yet arise, when from our earthly skies / mistsfade away and seas give up their dead" Subject(s): "pemaquid, Maine; | |||
WHERE ocean breezes sweep across the restless deep It stands, with headstones quaint with sculpture rude, Its green turf thickly sown with dust of lives unknown, Like withered leaves on autumn pathway strewed. Willow nor cypress bough shadow the dead below, Nor mournful yew, by summer's soft breath stirred; The dawn, and twilight's fall, never made musical By carol clear of some sweet-throated bird. Not from the sunny earth, her tones of sylvan mirth, Her flowery meads, and plains of waving corn, But from the treacherous waves, their rocks and sparry caves, Unto their rest were these sad sleepers borne. Perchance they had their home far from the crested foam, And blue seas rippling o'er the pink-lipped shells. Some green vale far away, where sweet-voiced waters play, And the bee murmurs in the wild-flower's bells. O churchyard drear and lone! haunted by voices gone And silent feet, and lives like rose leaves shed, Thy dust shall yet arise, when from our earthly skies Mists fade away and seas give up their dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SITTING BULL IN SERBIA by WILLIAM JAY SMITH TO THE EXCELLENT ORINDA by PHILO PHILIPPA EPIGRAM OCCASIONED BY CIBBER'S VERSES IN PRAISE OF NASH: 1 by ALEXANDER POPE THE GIFT OF THE GODS by JOHN GODFREY SAXE TO CHRISTOPHER NORTH by ALFRED TENNYSON BEAU NASH by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER BEAU NASH AND THE ROMAN, OR THE TWO ERAS by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
| |