A Dog's Death
The loose earth falls in the grave like a peaceful regular breathing; Too like, for I was deceived a moment by the sound: It has covered the heap of bracken that the gardener laid above him; Quiet the spade swings: there we have now his mound. A patch of fresh earth on the floor of the wood's renewing chamber: All around is grass and moss and the hyacinth's dark green sprouts: And oaks are above that were old when his fiftieth sire was a puppy: And far away in the garden I hear the children's shouts. Their joy is remote as a dream. It is strange how we buy our sorrow For the touch of perishing things, idly, with open eyes; How we give our hearts to brutes that will die in a few seasons, Nor trouble what we do when we do it; nor would have it otherwise.
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"The loose earth falls in the grave like a peaceful regular breathing;..."
Exploring the themes of classic, John Collings Squire, Sir delivers a powerful performance in "A Dog's Death"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...