William Allingham

(19 March 1824 – 18 November 1889 / Donegal / Ireland)

A Gravestone - Poem by William Allingham

Far from the churchyard dig his grave,
On some green mound beside the wave;
To westward, sea and sky alone,
And sunsets. Put a mossy stone,
With mortal name and date, a harp
And bunch of wild flowers, carven sharp;
Then leave it free to winds that blow,
And patient mosses creeping; slow,
And wandering wings, and footsteps rare
Of human creature pausing there.


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  • Rookie Scarlett Treat (3/19/2006 8:17:00 AM)

    How fleeting our lives, and how peaceful our rest. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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