Samuel Taylor Coleridge

(1772-1834 / Devon / England)

The Knight's Tomb - Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn?
Where may the grave of that good man be?--
By the side of a spring, on the breast of Helvellyn,
Under the twigs of a young birch tree!
The oak that in summer was sweet to hear,
And rustled its leaves in the fall of the year,
And whistled and roared in the winter alone,
Is gone,--and the birch in its stead is grown.--
The Knight's bones are dust,
And his good sword rust;--
His soul is with the saints, I trust.


Comments about The Knight's Tomb by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

  • Sylva Portoian (2/11/2012 4:52:00 AM)


    Famous piece of poetry...
    By son of minister
    of the 18th century
    Real 'Taylor of Stanzas...'

    We no longer have Knights
    Our Knights are g**s
    Lost in earths' paradise...
    Sinking in drugs...
    Searching how to destroy facts
    Abolishing from history
    Well documented genocides...
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  • (5/13/2007 3:54:00 PM)


    It certainly makes you want to know more about the saintly knight. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 3, 2011


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