Thomas Brown

Sudden Epitaphs - Poem by Thomas Brown

Here lies a man,
Who has so much,
And relished so little.
And thus in a rich tomb buried,
With such little soul beneath.

Here lies a man that:

Reveled in nothing,
In swift courtesy departed with
Peace, if peace is disappointment.

Widowed from Birth:
I do not hate thee,
Nor do I pity thee.

Here lies a man, and woman and child;
That did not see the wars of Lords,
Died for them and still walk;
Unearthed from their sullen grave,
With their Lords prayers on charred lips.

Thomas Brown (C) 2010

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  • (4/27/2010 2:52:00 PM)

    Wonderful poem! It really struck a cord as I feel like I'm lol...In any case, I truely enjoyed your writing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 5, 2013

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