After Death
At Home
Bourne, The
Dream Land
Dream-Love
Echo
End, An
Life And Death
Memory
One Day
Portrait, A
Remember
Shall I Forget?
Sister Maude
Sleeping At Last
Song ("Oh Roses...")
Song ("When I Am Dead...")
Spring

The Bourne

Underneath the growing grass,
Underneath the living flowers,
Deeper than the sound of showers:
There we shall not count the hours
By the shadows as they pass.

Youth and health will be but vain,
Beauty reckoned of no worth:
There a very little girth
Can hold round what once the earth
Seemed too narrow to contain.




Taken from "Goblin Market and Other Poems"
Copyright © 1994 by Dover Publications, Inc.
other bits ©2000-2006 by Sharlini Nambiar

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