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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GRAVEDIGGER, by JOSEPH MARIE SOULARY First Line: God sends for every child born here below Last Line: Then gently bury me with flowers above. | |||
GOD sends for every child born here below A little sexton skilful at his trade, Who 'neath his master's feet aye plies his spade, Where on some day he shall the man bestow. Do you know yours? He may so hideous show, To see the workman work you feel afraid. For mine, he is in such sweet looks arrayed, My heart to his control I freely throw. A white and rosy child, with lips so suave, He draws me with caresses to the grave. A sweeter murderer you could never love! Rogue, have you done? Make haste! the hour is nigh; Another kiss--once more your shovel ply; Then gently bury me with flowers above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TWO ROSES by JOSEPH MARIE SOULARY THE TWO SISTERS by JOSEPH MARIE SOULARY VAIN DREAMS by JOSEPH MARIE SOULARY THE LIVING STARS by GEORGE SANTAYANA SOMETHING BEYOND by MARY CLEMMER AMES HUDSON MOTHER AND CHILD (WAR VICTIMS) by EVELYN D. BANGAY BALLDE DES PENDUS by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE THE ORCHARD FEAST by GORDON BOTTOMLEY ON CHRISTMAS EVE by ZOE KINCAID BROCKMAN |
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