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Poem
August 11, 1825
The Wilmingtonian, And Delaware Register
Wilmington, New Castle County, Delaware
What is this article about?
Elegy by Bernard Barton mourning the death of a dear friend, reflecting on their honored life, the grief of loved ones, and cherished memories of their vitality and silvered locks.
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"Thou art gone to the land of the leal."
By BERNARD BARTON.
Thou art gone to the land of the leal, and the bell
Is mournfully tolling thy funeral knell;
Within the dark coffin is pillow'd thy head,
And without it the pall for a covering is spread;
From the home which thy presence has so long endear'd,
Where thy smiles were beloved, and thy worth was rever'd,
To the last earthly home, where thy reliques shall rest,
Thou art journeying in peace!—Be thy memory blest!
And blest it shall be: for thou dost not descend
To the cold grave unhonour'd; the grief of each friend,
The sigh of the poor, and the sorrow of those
Who have known thee longest, attended thy close.
Oh! often before me thy image shall pass,
Like a shadow reflected from memory's glass;
With thy time-silver'd locks, and those spirits, whose play
Seem'd fresh from the fount of life's earliest day:
And the vision, thus brought, to my bosom shall be
Ever welcome, if bearing the semblance of thee!
By BERNARD BARTON.
Thou art gone to the land of the leal, and the bell
Is mournfully tolling thy funeral knell;
Within the dark coffin is pillow'd thy head,
And without it the pall for a covering is spread;
From the home which thy presence has so long endear'd,
Where thy smiles were beloved, and thy worth was rever'd,
To the last earthly home, where thy reliques shall rest,
Thou art journeying in peace!—Be thy memory blest!
And blest it shall be: for thou dost not descend
To the cold grave unhonour'd; the grief of each friend,
The sigh of the poor, and the sorrow of those
Who have known thee longest, attended thy close.
Oh! often before me thy image shall pass,
Like a shadow reflected from memory's glass;
With thy time-silver'd locks, and those spirits, whose play
Seem'd fresh from the fount of life's earliest day:
And the vision, thus brought, to my bosom shall be
Ever welcome, if bearing the semblance of thee!
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Friendship
What keywords are associated?
Elegy
Death
Mourning
Memory
Friendship
Funeral
What entities or persons were involved?
By Bernard Barton.
Poem Details
Title
"Thou Art Gone To The Land Of The Leal."
Author
By Bernard Barton.
Subject
Mourning The Death Of A Beloved Friend
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas
Key Lines
Thou Art Gone To The Land Of The Leal, And The Bell
Is Mournfully Tolling Thy Funeral Knell;
And Blest It Shall Be: For Thou Dost Not Descend
To The Cold Grave Unhonour'd; The Grief Of Each Friend,
Oh! Often Before Me Thy Image Shall Pass,
Like A Shadow Reflected From Memory's Glass;