By childrens births, and death, I am become So dry, that I am now mine owne sad tombe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GEIST'S GRAVE by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE LADY AND THE SWINE by MOTHER GOOSE THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 68 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE MOTHER by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE AUTUMN WOODS by ANNA M. ACKERMANN BOTHWELL: PART 5 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN POLLY BE-EN UPZIDES WI' TOM by WILLIAM BARNES THE METAMORPHOSIS OF THE WALNUT-TREE OF BOARSTELL: CANTO 3 by WILLIAM BASSE |