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Poem February 18, 1846

The Rhode Islander

Newport, Newport County, Rhode Island

What is this article about?

The poem reflects on an aged man's approach to death, symbolized by 'life's curfew bell' tolling eighty times, evoking solemnity and pointing to the spirit-land where the sainted dead gather with their everlasting head.

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Poetry.
From the Lady's Book.

LIFE'S CURFEW BELL.
BY WM. H. CRANSTON.

I saw an aged man go by,
Just bending o'er the grave,
He had been young and beautiful,
Kind-hearted, bold and brave.
His eye was brilliant once, but now
His vision had decayed,
And manly strength had left that form,
In mournfulness to fade.
His setting sun shone gently round,
On earth's deceptive face,
And lit the silent chambers of
His body's resting place.
I love to hear the solemn sound
Of life's sad curfew bell;
It tolls its eighty dismal strokes
To bid the world farewell.
And when its solemn sound ascends,
Beside some stately tomb,
Its sweet, but plaintive melody,
Disrobes death of its gloom.
It points us to the spirit-land,
Where all the sainted dead
Are gathered, in the semblance of
Their everlasting head.

What sub-type of article is it?

Elegy

What themes does it cover?

Death Mourning Religious Faith

What keywords are associated?

Life Curfew Bell Aged Man Death Reflection Spirit Land Sainted Dead

What entities or persons were involved?

By Wm. H. Cranston.

Poem Details

Title

Life's Curfew Bell.

Author

By Wm. H. Cranston.

Key Lines

I Love To Hear The Solemn Sound Of Life's Sad Curfew Bell; It Tolls Its Eighty Dismal Strokes To Bid The World Farewell. It Points Us To The Spirit Land, Where All The Sainted Dead Are Gathered, In The Semblance Of Their Everlasting Head.

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