And she died, and Jacob buried her on the way..." And on the tomb there is no name, no inscriptions, no signs. At night, a faint light shines in it, And the dome of the coffin, whitened with chalk, is dressed in mysterious pallor. I approach timidly in the darkness And with trepidation I kiss the chalk and dust On this convex and white stone... The sweetest of earthly words! Rachel! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOW TIDE ON GRAND-PRE by BLISS CARMAN THE THREE FISHERS by CHARLES KINGSLEY NORTH-WEST PASSAGE: 2. SHADOW MARCH by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE WELCOME TO ALEXANDRA by ALFRED TENNYSON FANCIES AT NAVESINK: 2 by WALT WHITMAN THE CONFIDENT SCIENTIST by ALEXIS |