Thomas Lovell Beddoes

(1803-1818 / England)

The Swallow Leaves Her Nest - Poem by Thomas Lovell Beddoes

THE swallow leaves her nest,
The soul my weary breast;
But therefore let the rain
On my grave
Fall pure; for why complain?
Since both will come again
O'er the wave.

The wind dead leaves and snow
Doth hurry to and fro;
And, once, a day shall break
O'er the wave,
When a storm of ghosts shall shake
The dead, until they wake
In the grave.


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  • (3/14/2017 12:26:00 AM)


    as swallow leaves nest, soul leaves weary breast Robust romanticism when he wishes let it rain fall pure on his grave. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010



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