William Johnson Cory

(1823 - 1892 / England)

William Johnson Cory Poems

1. Mimnermus In Church 1/3/2003
2. A Poor French Sailor’s Scottish Sweetheart 1/1/2004
3. Amaturus 1/3/2003
4. Heraclitus 1/3/2003
Best Poem of William Johnson Cory


They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead,
They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed.
I wept, as I remembered, how often you and I
Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.

And now that thou art lying, my dear old Carian guest,
A handful of grey ashes, long long ago at rest,
Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales, awake;
For Death, he taketh all away, but them he cannot take.

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