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Poem by Anne Hunter


Elegy


SIGH not, ye winds, as passing o'er
The chambers of the dead you fly;
Weep not, ye dews, for these no more
Shall ever weep, shall ever sigh.
Why mourn the throbbing heart at rest?
How still it lies within the breast!
Why mourn, since death presents us peace,
And in the grave our sorrows cease?
The shatter'd bark, from adverse winds,
Rest in this peaceful haven finds;
And, when the storms of life are past,
Hope drops her anchor here at last.
Sigh not, ye winds, as passing o'er
The chambers of the dead you fly;
Weep not, ye dews, for these no more
Shall ever weep, shall ever sigh.



Anne Hunter


Anne Hunter's other poems:
  1. Song 6. IN airy dreams fond fancy flies
  2. Addressed to Mrs. G.
  3. Song 5. FAR, far from me my love is fled
  4. To the Memory of Thomas Chatterton
  5. Song 10. O Tuneful voice, I still deplore


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Charlotte Smith Elegy ("DARK gathering clouds involve the threatening skies")
  • Aleister Crowley Elegy ("Here rests beneath this hospitable spot")
  • Edna Millay Elegy ("Let them bury your big eyes")
  • Dylan Thomas Elegy ("Too proud to die; broken and blind he died")

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