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Poem
March 26, 1904
The Intermountain Catholic
Salt Lake City, Salt Lake County, Utah
What is this article about?
A melancholic elegy depicting an autumn day in a cemetery, where nature's elements tenderly mourn a newly dug small grave, symbolizing recent loss and the departure of joy.
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It is cold on the distant slope today,
Where the headstones glimmer arow,
The sky is a smothering mass of gray,
But the soft rain seems to know
That one little grave is new.
The wind croons an autumn lullaby.
The earth calls the leaves to her breast,
Close let them drift, and lightly lie,
Wind, be your cadence tenderest,
Where one little grave is new.
The empty nests blot the barren bough,
The birds have all flown away.
The heart's old tenants are strangers now,
For how could peace and gladness stay,
When one little grave is new?
-LULU WHEDON MITCHELL in Twentieth Century.
Where the headstones glimmer arow,
The sky is a smothering mass of gray,
But the soft rain seems to know
That one little grave is new.
The wind croons an autumn lullaby.
The earth calls the leaves to her breast,
Close let them drift, and lightly lie,
Wind, be your cadence tenderest,
Where one little grave is new.
The empty nests blot the barren bough,
The birds have all flown away.
The heart's old tenants are strangers now,
For how could peace and gladness stay,
When one little grave is new?
-LULU WHEDON MITCHELL in Twentieth Century.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Nature Seasons
What keywords are associated?
Little Grave
Autumn Mourning
Cemetery Elegy
Nature Consolation
Loss Grief
What entities or persons were involved?
Lulu Whedon Mitchell In Twentieth Century
Poem Details
Author
Lulu Whedon Mitchell In Twentieth Century
Subject
Mourning A New Little Grave
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas With Refrain
Key Lines
That One Little Grave Is New.
Where One Little Grave Is New.
When One Little Grave Is New.
The Wind Croons An Autumn Lullaby.
The Heart's Old Tenants Are Strangers Now,