Beaumont and Fletcher

(1584 - 1616 / England)

Lay A Garland On My Hearse - Poem by Beaumont and Fletcher

Lay a garland on my hearse,
Of the dismal yew,
Maidens, willow branches bear,
Say I died true.
My love was false, but I was firm
From my hour of birth;
Upon my buried body lie
Lightly, gentle earth.


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  • Rookie David Wicks (10/2/2006 8:11:00 PM)

    I totally agree with f k. WTF DID YOU SAY WTFOMG (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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