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Charles Heavysege (Чарльз Хевиседж)


The Dead


How great unto the living seem the dead!
How sacred, solemn; how heroic grown;
How vast and vague, as they obscurely tread
The shadowy confines of the dim unknown!—
For they have met the monster that we dread,
Have learned the secret not to mortal shown.
E'en as gigantic shadows on the wall
The spirit of the daunted child amaze,
So on us thoughts of the departed fall,
And with phantasma fill our gloomy gaze.
Awe and deep wonder lend the living lines,
And hope and ecstasy the borrowed beams;
While fitful fancy the full form divines,
And all is what imagination dreams.



Charles Heavysege's other poems:
  1. Childhood Alone Is Glad
  2. The Coming of Morn
  3. Secrets Of The Heart
  4. The Fallen Angels
  5. The Stream


Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Jones Very (Джонс Вери) The Dead ("I see them crowd on crowd they walk the earth")

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