Dirge
What shall her silence keep Under the sun? Here, where the willows weep And waters run; Here, where she lies asleep, And all is done. Lights, when the tree-top swings; Scents that are sown; Sounds of the wood-bird's wings; And the bee's drone: These be her comfortings Under the stone. What shall watch o'er her here When day is fled? Here, when the night is near And skies are red; Here, where she lieth dear And young and dead. Shadows, and winds that spill Dew; and the tune Of the wild whippoorwill; And the white moon; These be the watchers still Over her stone.
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"What shall her silence keep..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Madison Julius Cawein delivers a powerful performance in "Dirge"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...