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Poem by Matthew Arnold


Requiescat


Strew on her roses, roses,
  And never a spray of yew!
In quiet she reposes;
  Ah, would that I did too!

Her mirth the world required;
  She bathed it in smiles of glee.
But her heart was tired, tired,
  And now they let her be.

Her life was turning, turning,
  In mazes of heat and sound.
But for peace her soul was yearning,
  And now peace laps her round.

Her cabin'd, ample spirit,
  It flutter'd and fail'd for breath.
To-night it doth inherit
  The vasty hall of death.



Matthew Arnold


Matthew Arnold's other poems:
  1. The Forsaken Merman
  2. Isolation: To Marguerite
  3. Palladium
  4. Self-Dependence
  5. The Buried Life


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Alfred Tennyson Requiescat ("Fair is her cottage in its place")
  • Oscar Wilde Requiescat ("TREAD lightly, she is near")

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