A Bequest To Music Poem by Ambrose Bierce

A Bequest To Music

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'Let music flourish!' So he said and died.
Hark! ere he's gone the minstrelsy begins:
The symphonies ascend, a swelling tide,
Melodious thunders fill the welkin wide
The grand old lawyers, chinning on their chins!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Walterrean Salley 02 April 2013

The grand old lawyers, chinning on their chins! He would have been pleased with the beautiful memorial service. And then there are the lawyers, to wrap everything up.

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