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Poem
October 10, 1789
Gazette Of The United States
New York, New York County, New York
What is this article about?
The speaker resolves to forsake wandering in verdant vales and strolling with Laura, instead walking in the ivy-covered village burial ground under weeping willows to contemplate the dead, expand the soul's wings, and rise triumphantly over the grave to live above the skies.
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OCR Quality
98%
Excellent
Full Text
THE WISE RESOLVE
NO more I'll wander thro' the verdant vales.
No more I'll breathe the balmy western gales,
No more I'll range the once enchanting bow'r,
Nor stroll with Laura at the ev'ning hour;
But where yon wall with ivy cover'd round,
Incloses sad the village burial-ground,
Where weeping-willows spread a pensive shade,
And mourn in silence for their neighb'ring dead:
There let me walk in melancholy guise,
There teach my soul t'expand her wings and rise
Triumphant o'er the grave, and live above the skies.
CIVIS.
NO more I'll wander thro' the verdant vales.
No more I'll breathe the balmy western gales,
No more I'll range the once enchanting bow'r,
Nor stroll with Laura at the ev'ning hour;
But where yon wall with ivy cover'd round,
Incloses sad the village burial-ground,
Where weeping-willows spread a pensive shade,
And mourn in silence for their neighb'ring dead:
There let me walk in melancholy guise,
There teach my soul t'expand her wings and rise
Triumphant o'er the grave, and live above the skies.
CIVIS.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Religious Faith
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Wise Resolve
Mortality
Burial Ground
Laura
Spiritual Ascent
Weeping Willows
Melancholy
What entities or persons were involved?
Civis.
Poem Details
Title
The Wise Resolve
Author
Civis.
Subject
Resolve To Contemplate Mortality And The Afterlife
Form / Style
Rhymed Couplets
Key Lines
No More I'll Wander Thro' The Verdant Vales.
Nor Stroll With Laura At The Ev'ning Hour;
There Let Me Walk In Melancholy Guise,
There Teach My Soul T'expand Her Wings And Rise
Triumphant O'er The Grave, And Live Above The Skies.