The Poetical Works of Ebenezer Elliott Edited by his Son Edwin Elliott ... A New and Revised Edition: Two Volumes |
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HE IS NOT HERE.
I found him in his sleep unending,
And could not shed a tear;
I kiss'd his lips, long o'er him bending,
And sobb'd, “He is not here.”
And could not shed a tear;
I kiss'd his lips, long o'er him bending,
And sobb'd, “He is not here.”
Men bore him to the home of sleepers;
I walk'd behind the bier;
Around him many were the weepers;
I sobb'd, “He is not here.”
I walk'd behind the bier;
Around him many were the weepers;
I sobb'd, “He is not here.”
I sought the place where he was sleeping,
When none but we were near;
I knelt upon his grave-stone weeping,
And sigh'd, “He is not here.”
When none but we were near;
I knelt upon his grave-stone weeping,
And sigh'd, “He is not here.”
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