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Poem by Thomas Lovell Beddoes


Dirge


We do lie beneath the grass
In the moonlight, in the shade
Of the yew-tree. They that pass
Hear us not. We are afraid
They would envy our delight,
In our graves by glow-worm night.
Come follow us, and smile as we;
We sail to the rock in the ancient waves,
Where the snow falls by thousands into the sea,
And the drown'd and the shipwreck'd have happy graves.



Thomas Lovell Beddoes


Thomas Lovell Beddoes's other poems:
  1. Resurrection Song
  2. To Tartar, A Terrier Beauty
  3. Song from the Second Brother
  4. Song of the Stygian Naiades
  5. The Rosy Hour


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • William Shakespeare Dirge ("Come away, come away, death")
  • Felicia Hemans Dirge ("CALM on the bosom of thy God")
  • Adelaide Crapsey Dirge ("NEVER the nightingale")
  • George Darley Dirge ("Prayer unsaid, and mass unsung, Deadman's dirge must still be rung")
  • Edna Millay Dirge ("Boys and girls that held her dear")

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