Edna St. Vincent Millay (Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей)

Burial

Mine is a body that should die at sea!
And have for a grave, instead of a grave
Six feet deep and the length of me,
All the water that is under the wave!
And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,
Such as a living man might fear,
And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—
Not wait till I’ve been dead for a year!

1. Assault
2. Tavern
3. Sonnets 11: As To Some Lovely Temple, Tenantless
4. Eel-Grass
5. Inland

Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик)) Burial ("Man may want land to live in; but for all")

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