<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On the Funeral of Charles the First</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The castle clock had tolled midnight:<br> With mattock and with spade,<br> And silent, by the torches' light,<br> His corse in earth we laid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The coffin bore his name, that those<br> Of other years might know,<br> When earth its secrets should disclose,<br> Whose bones were laid below.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> &quot;Peace to the dead&quot; no children sung,<br> Slow pacing up the nave,--<br> No prayers were read, no knell was rung,<br> As deep we dug his grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We only heard the winter's wind,<br> In many a sullen gust,<br> As, o'er the open grave inclined,<br> We murmured, &quot;Dust to dust!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> A moonbeam from the arch's height<br> Streamed, as we placed the stone;<br> The long aisles started into light,<br> And all the windows shone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We thought we saw the banners then,<br> That shook along the walls,<br> Whilst the sad shades of mail&egrave;d men<br> Were gazing on the stalls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> 'Tis gone! again on tombs defaced<br> Sits darkness more profound;<br> And only by the torch we traced<br> The shadows on the ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And now the chilling, freezing air<br> Without blew long and loud;<br> Upon our knees we breathed one prayer,<br> Where he slept in his shroud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We laid the broken marble floor,--<br> No name, no trace appears,--<br> And when we closed the sounding door,<br> We thought of him with tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Lisle+Bowles">William Lisle Bowles</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538613" data-title="On the Funeral of Charles the First de William Lisle Bowles" data-description="The castle clock had tolled midnight: With mattock and with spade, And silent, by the torches' light, His corse in earth we laid. The coffin bore his name, that those Of other years might know, When earth its secrets should disclose, Whose..."></div> </div> </div>

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