In due observance of an ancient rite, The rude Biscayans, when their children lie Dead in the sinless time of infancy, Attire the peaceful corse in vestments white; And, in like sign of cloudless triumph bright, They bind the unoffending creature's brows With happy garlands of the pure white rose: Then do a festal company unite In choral song; and, while the uplifted cross Of Jesus goes before, the child is borne Uncovered to his grave: 'tis closed,--her loss The Mother then mourns, as she needs must mourn; But soon, through the Christian faith, is grief subdued: And joy returns, to brighten fortitude. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEW NEIGHBORHOOD by KAREN SWENSON THE PRISONER OF CHILLON: INTRODUCTORY SONNET by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE SAILOR TO HIS PARROT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES AN APPEAL TO CATS IN THE BUSINESS OF LOVE; SONG by THOMAS FLATMAN ROUGE BOUQUET [MARCH 7, 1918] by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER A HYMN TO CONTENTMENT by THOMAS PARNELL SONNET: THE LORELEI by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 6. SPRING by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |