Why fear to die And let thy body lie Under the flowers of June Thy body food For the groundworm's brood And thy grave smiled on by the visiting moon Amid great Nature's halls, Girt in by mountain walls, And washed with waterfalls, It would please me to die, Where every wind that sweeps my tomb Goes loaded with a free perfume, Dealt out with a God's charity. I should like to lie in sweets, A hill's leaves for winding sheets, And the searching sun to see That I'm laid with decency And the commissioned wind to sing His mighty Psalm from fall to spring And annual tunes commemorate Of nature's child the common fate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW DOUGLAS'S RIDE by EMILY JANE BRONTE AUTUMN MOOD by SELETHA A. BROWN LIE-AWAKE SONGS: 2 by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. OUT OF THE HOUSE OF CHILDHOOD by EDWARD CARPENTER |