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A BALLAD OF A GRAVEYARD.
To William Nimmo, Esq., a College-Friend of the Author.]
The Graveyard looks on Mary's Church;
And Mary's Church looks on the sea;
And there I found with loving search,
Not far off from a cypress-tree,
A bed for his mortality,
Within the echo of the main,
Our gleaming link that is to be,
When we are overseas again.
And Mary's Church looks on the sea;
And there I found with loving search,
Not far off from a cypress-tree,
A bed for his mortality,
Within the echo of the main,
Our gleaming link that is to be,
When we are overseas again.
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The Graveyard looks on Mary's Church;
And Mary's Church looks on the sea;
The rain the chapel panes did smirch
While I knelt down in agony,—
I, and one college friend with me,
Oft mate in pleasure, now in pain,
And comrade oft, I trust, to be
When we are overseas again.
And Mary's Church looks on the sea;
The rain the chapel panes did smirch
While I knelt down in agony,—
I, and one college friend with me,
Oft mate in pleasure, now in pain,
And comrade oft, I trust, to be
When we are overseas again.
The Graveyard looks on Mary's Church;
And Mary's Church looks on the sea;
And there we sowed 'mid pine and birch
A seed of immortality.
And I, where'er on earth I be,
Shall never hear the sounding main
Without this solemn memory,
When we are overseas again.
And Mary's Church looks on the sea;
And there we sowed 'mid pine and birch
A seed of immortality.
And I, where'er on earth I be,
Shall never hear the sounding main
Without this solemn memory,
When we are overseas again.
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Envoy.
We sowed his small mortalityTo sight the church which sights the main,
Our link with him that is to be
When we are overseas again.
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