I gazed upon the glorious sky
And the green mountains round,
And thought that when I came to lie
At rest within the ground,
'Twere pleasant, that in flowery June
When brooks send up a cheerful tune,
And groves a joyous sound,
The sexton's hand, my grave to make,
The rich, green mountain-turf should break.
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Gravestones tell truth scarce forty years.
Gravestones tell truth scarce forty years.
(Julian would learn something) even if he had one foot in the
grave.
[Lat., Etsi alterum pedem in read more
(Julian would learn something) even if he had one foot in the
grave.
[Lat., Etsi alterum pedem in sepulchro haberem.]
There is but one easy place in this world, and that is the grave.
There is but one easy place in this world, and that is the grave.
No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.
No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.
I was able to go to Iraq.. to the place my son died..
and fill my promise to my wife read more
I was able to go to Iraq.. to the place my son died..
and fill my promise to my wife to put a crucifix on
the spot.. and bring home some of the blood
drenched dirt..and plant a white rose bush in it
Military Families Speak Out.. broadcast on C Span.
A grave, wherever found, preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.
A grave, wherever found, preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.
The only difference between a rut and a grave is their dimensions.
The only difference between a rut and a grave is their dimensions.
Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.
Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.
What's hallowed ground? Has earth a clod
Its Maker mean'd not should be trod
By man, the read more
What's hallowed ground? Has earth a clod
Its Maker mean'd not should be trod
By man, the image of his God,
Erect and free,
Unscourged by Superstition's rod.
