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My Lady's Grave

Rating: 3.4

THE linnet in the rocky dells,
The moor-lark in the air,
The bee among the heather bells
That hide my lady fair:

The wild deer browse above her breast;
The wild birds raise their brood;
And they, her smiles of love caress'd,
Have left her solitude!

I ween that when the grave's dark wall
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Susan Williams 14 February 2018

This is Literature. The stuff we dream of writing ourselves. All these lines flow, all carry truth, and all impact us personally.

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Seamus O Brian 14 February 2018

Exceptionally well-crafted writing that so precisely re-creates the peace and solitude of a wind-swept grave site, where mourning gives way to the ordinary transactions of continued living.

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Edward Kofi Louis 14 February 2018

Her smiles of love! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Haoran T 14 February 2018

A fab poem..Good rhyming!

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Anil Kumar Panda 14 February 2018

A beautiful drop. Enjoyed thoroughly.10+++

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Bernard F. Asuncion 14 February 2018

Such a great write by Emily Jane Bronte??????

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