THRICE happy pair! who had and have, Living, one bed, now dead one grave; Whose love being equal, neither could A life unequal wish to hold, But left a question whether one Did follow, 'cause her mate was gone, Or th' other went before to stay, Till that his fellow came away; So that one pious tear now must Besprinkle either parent's dust, And two great sorrows, jointly run, And close into a larger one, Or rather turn to joy, to see The burial but the wedding be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POET'S TESTAMENT by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE SHIP OF RIO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE IMMORTALITY by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL THE WELL OF ST. KEYNE by ROBERT SOUTHEY MY ANGUISH by INNOKENTI FYODOROVICH ANNENSKY |