DISHEVELLED and in tears, go, song of mine, To break the hardness of the heart of man: Say how his life began From dust, and in that dust doth sink supine: Yet, say, the unerring spirit of grief shall guide His soul, being purified, To seek its Maker at the heavenly shrine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOKEN AT A CASTLE GATE by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON ON A PALMETTO by SIDNEY LANIER |