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A book of Bristol sonnets

By H. D. Rawnsley

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ARNO'S VALE CEMETERY.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


43

ARNO'S VALE CEMETERY.

Here let me walk a little while in peace!
Ye dead, stretch out your quiet hands to me!
For here, the merchant, from his traffic free,
Nor feels his failure, nor his goods' increase;
The shopmen, here, of counter-worries cease;
The sailor quite forgets how roared the sea;
No lawyer rates his client for a fee;
And all the City's wounded ones have ease!
Long as the Arno,—Avon be thou rolled,
To death and freedom ever consecrate!
Build up the broken pillar, plant the mould,
Man is not crushed, he has but changed his state;
And flourish peace and happiness; for gold,
With greed, bides quarrelling beyond the gate.