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Go Back A Funeral Phantasy King Francis Nadowessian Death-Lament Round the sun The Ring of Polycrates The Secret The Inn of the Five Chimneys Khamsin The Tunnel The Battle of Gettysburg Hellas Hymn of Pan Night Bird thou May morning Edree Shoes Edete Shoes Edano Shoes Edigo Shoes Edall Shoes |
he sitteth on his mat, Sitteth there upright With the grace with which he sat While he saw the light. Birkenstock Sandals Where is now the sturdy gripe,-- Where the breath sedate, That so lately whiff'd the pipe Tow'rd the Spirit Great? Danze Faucets Grohe Ladylux Rohl Faucets DeltaFaucets Where the bright and falcon eye, That the reindeer's tread On the waving grass could spy, Thich with dew-drops spread? Nursemate Shoes Timberlands Boots NewBalance Shoes SteveMadden Shoes Where the limbs that used to dart Swifter through the snow Than the twenty-member'd hart Than the mountain roe? BenSherman Shoes EasySpirit Shoes Garmont Boots Where the arm that sturdily Bent the deadly bow? See, its life hath fleeted by, See, it hangeth low! Happy he! -- He now has gone Where no snow is found: Where with maize the fields are sown, Self-sprung from the ground; Filas Shoes Brikenstock Birkenstok Where with birds each bush is fill'd, Where with game the wood; Where the fish, with joy instill'd, Wanton in the flood. With the spirits blest he feeds,-- Leaves us here in gloom; We can only praise his deeds, And his corpse entomb. Farewell-gifts, then, hither bring, Sound the death-note sad! Bury with him ev'rything That can make him glad. 'Neath his head the hatchet hide That he boldly swung; And the bear's fat haunch beside, For the road is long; And the knife, well sharpened That, with slashes three, Scalp and skin from foeman's head Tore off skilfully. Dyes within his hand; Let him shine with ruddy grace In the Spirit-Land! |