The ways of Death are soothing and serene, And all the words of Death are grave and sweet. From camp and church, the fireside and the street, She beckons forth -- and strife and song have been. A summer night descending cool and green And dark on daytime's dust and stress and heat, The ways of Death are soothing and serene, And all the words of Death are grave and sweet O glad and sorrowful, with triumphant mien And radiant faces look upon, and greet This last of all your lovers, and to meet Her kiss, the Comforter's, your spirit lean . . . The ways of Death are soothing and serene. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MINUET OF MOZART'S by SARA TEASDALE HOLY SONNET: SATIRE 3. ON RELIGION by JOHN DONNE AN ANCIENT PROPHECY by PHILIP FRENEAU THE WHITE MAN'S BURDEN by RUDYARD KIPLING COMMEMORATIVE OF A NAVAL VICTORY by HERMAN MELVILLE IMITATIONS OF HORACE: ODE IV, 1 by ALEXANDER POPE JOHN UNDERHILL by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER A DAY: AN EPISTLE TO JOHN WILKES, OF AYLESBURY, ESQ. by JOHN ARMSTRONG |