Death & Dying
An Epitaph
From Battle-Pieces and Aspects of the War
Death & Dying
When Sunday tidings from the front
Made pale the priest and people,
And heavily the blessing went,
And bells were dumb in the steeple;
The Soldier’s widow (summering sweerly here,
In shade by waving beeches lent)
Felt deep at heart her faith content,
And priest and people borrowed of her cheer.
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MLA
Melville, Herman. “An Epitaph.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/melville/57/.
Chicago
Melville, Herman. “An Epitaph.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/melville/57/.
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