John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Nekros - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Lo! all thy glory gone!
God's masterpiece undone!
The last created and the first to fall;
The noblest, frailest, godliest of all.


Death seems the conqueror now,
And yet his victor thou:
The fatal shaft, its venom quench'd in thee,
A mortal raised to immortality.


Child of the humble sod,
Wed with the breath of God,
Descend! for with the lowest thou must lie-
Arise! thou hast inherited the sky.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010



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