HIS hands with earthly work are done, His feet are done with roving; We bring him now to thee and ask, The loved to take the loving. Part back thy mantle, fringed with green, Broidered with leaf and blossom, And lay him tenderly to sleep, Dear Earth, upon thy bosom. The cheerful birds, thy liberal flowers, Thy woods and waters only Gave him their sweet companionship And made his hours less lonely. Though friendship never blest his way, And love denied her blisses; No flower concealed her face from him, No wind withheld her kisses. Nor man hath sighed, nor woman wept To go their ways without him; So, lying here, he still will have His truest friends about him. Then part thy mantle, fringed with green, Broidered with leaf and blossom, And lay him tenderly to sleep, Dear Earth, upon thy bosom! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EMULATION by SARAH FYGE EGERTON A CONSERVATIVE by CHARLOTTE PERKINS STETSON GILMAN BLACK AND BLUE EYES by THOMAS MOORE WHAT THE BIRDS SAID by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 31. A QUESTION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) HIDDEN JOYS by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD THE GIFT by MARGARET E. BRUNER WRITTEN ON A BLANK LEAF OF HANNAH MORE'S WORKS by ROBERT BURNS |