Infinite sorrow to me in slow decay; Forgotten ships that rot in quiet coves, Broken, lonely wharves out in the bay, Stricken oaks defacing greenest groves. Tumbled bricks once a household hearth "Pax Euntibus" engraved on crumbling stones, Doddering age exciting youthful mirth, Desert sands with slowly whitening bones. Give my lifeless body to the flames, To the winds that heap of ashes gray, Dust deferring to the cosmic claim As this my final debt to earth I pay, While that eternal part of me shall climb Adventuring up the endless hills of time. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABOVE HALF MOON by JAMES GALVIN GETTING A WORD IN by JAMES GALVIN THE STORY OF THE END OF THE STORY by JAMES GALVIN JONES'S PRIVATE ARGYMENT by SIDNEY LANIER AUTUMN SONG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |