YES holy be thy resting place Wherever thou mayst lie The sweetest winds breath on thy face The softest of the sky Kind dreams and thoughts of love Though I no more may watchful bend Thy loved repose above And will not heaven itself bestow A beam of glory there That summers grass more green may grow And summers flowers more fair Farewell farewell tis hard to part Yet loved one it must be I would not rend another heart Not even with blessing thee Go we must break affections chain Forget the hopes of years Nay grieve not wouldst thou remain To waken wilder tears | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 51 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TASTING THE EARTH by JAMES OPPENHEIM A LONDON FETE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE TO JANE: THE RECOLLECTION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY A SATIRICAL ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A LATE FAMOUS GENERAL by JONATHAN SWIFT |