Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DEAD CHILD, by CONRAD FERDINAND MEYER


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THE DEAD CHILD, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: The child had of the garden made a friend
Last Line: "come, let me see your fine new summer-dress!"
Alternate Author Name(s): Meyer, Konrad
Subject(s): Death - Children; Death - Babies


The child had of the garden made a friend,
Till both in autumn withered to an end.
The sun was fled and both had gone to sleep,
Enfolded in a cover white and deep.

The garden now has wakened to the light.
But still the child is slumb'ring in her night.
"Where are you?" So 'tis buzzing here and there.
For her the garden clamours everywhere.

The morning glory, climbing up with grace.
Peeps through the window: "Leave your hiding-place!
Come out, or it will be your own distress!
Come, let me see your fine new summer-dress!"





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