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An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.
Alas, poor Tom! how oft, with merry heart,
Have we beheld thee play the Sexton's part;
Each read more
Alas, poor Tom! how oft, with merry heart,
Have we beheld thee play the Sexton's part;
Each comic heart must now be grieved to see
The Sexton's dreary part performed on thee.
And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against
Bethpeor: but no man knoweth read more
And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against
Bethpeor: but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.
He that unburied lies wants not his hearse,
For unto him a tomb's the Universe.
He that unburied lies wants not his hearse,
For unto him a tomb's the Universe.
Here's an acre sown indeed,
With the richest royalest seed.
Here's an acre sown indeed,
With the richest royalest seed.
I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country
churchyard, than in the tombs of the read more
I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country
churchyard, than in the tombs of the Capulets.
We weep over the graves of infants and the little ones taken from us by death; but an early grave read more
We weep over the graves of infants and the little ones taken from us by death; but an early grave may be the shortest way to heaven.
I gazed upon the glorious sky
And the green mountains round,
And thought that when I came read more
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.
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house
appointed for all living.
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house
appointed for all living.