Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ALL SOULS' EVE, by FLORENCE KILPATRICK MIXTER


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ALL SOULS' EVE, by                    
First Line: Hark! - do you hear the choral dead?
Last Line: Still brimming with your tears.
Subject(s): All Souls' Night; All Hallows Night


Hark! -- do you hear the choral dead?
Forgotten now their pride
Who on this night would have us know
They passed unsatisfied.

They shiver like the thin brown leaves
Upon a sapless tree,
Clinging with palsied, withered might
To their identity.

Their voices are the unearthly winds
That die before the dawn;
And each one has some tale to tell,
And, having told, is gone.
. . . . . . .
Ah! -- you who come with sea-blue eyes,
And dead these hundred years,
Be satisfied! I hold the cup
Still brimming with your tears.





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