Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CYNOTAPHIUM (2), by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: I cannot think thine all is buried here Last Line: How much on such dark ground a gleaming thread can do! Subject(s): Animals; Death; Dogs; Dead, The | ||||||||
'I cannot think thine all is buried here', I said, and sighed - the wind awoke and blew The morning-beam along the gossamer, That floated o'er thy grave all wet with dew; A hint of better things, however slight, Will feed a loving hope; it soothed my woe To watch that little shaft of heavenly light Pass o'er thee, moving softly to and fro: Within our Father's heart the secret lies Of this dim world; why should we only live And what was I that I should close mine eyes On all those rich presumptions, that reprieve The meanest life from dust and ashes? Lo! How much on such dark ground a gleaming thread can do! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER |
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