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Poem
August 3, 1838
Burlington Free Press
Burlington, Chittenden County, Vermont
What is this article about?
An elegy mourning the dead buried on the ocean floor, surrounded by natural treasures, sleeping peacefully amid the sea's tempests and waves.
OCR Quality
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THE OCEAN DEAD
How calmly they sleep on the ocean floor,
By the sparkling gem and the gilded ore,
The shining sand and the glittering stone,
With the wealth to the ocean deep gone down.
Youth and beauty, and age and care
Have lain them down in chambers there;
And the opening bud and the spreading flower
Bloom side by side in the coral bower.
And what, to them, is the angry roar
As the surges dash the pebbly shore?-
Or the sea bird's shriek o'er the troubled deep
Where they sleep on in their dreamless sleep?
Sleep on, sleep on, in your lowly graves,
Beneath the swell of the curling waves;
And the tempest and wind shall the requiem be
Of the sleepers who rest in the deep, deep sea.
JON.
How calmly they sleep on the ocean floor,
By the sparkling gem and the gilded ore,
The shining sand and the glittering stone,
With the wealth to the ocean deep gone down.
Youth and beauty, and age and care
Have lain them down in chambers there;
And the opening bud and the spreading flower
Bloom side by side in the coral bower.
And what, to them, is the angry roar
As the surges dash the pebbly shore?-
Or the sea bird's shriek o'er the troubled deep
Where they sleep on in their dreamless sleep?
Sleep on, sleep on, in your lowly graves,
Beneath the swell of the curling waves;
And the tempest and wind shall the requiem be
Of the sleepers who rest in the deep, deep sea.
JON.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
What keywords are associated?
Ocean Dead
Sea Burial
Dreamless Sleep
Tempest Requiem
Coral Bower
What entities or persons were involved?
Jon.
Poem Details
Title
The Ocean Dead
Author
Jon.
Key Lines
How Calmly They Sleep On The Ocean Floor,
By The Sparkling Gem And The Gilded Ore,
Sleep On, Sleep On, In Your Lowly Graves,
And The Tempest And Wind Shall The Requiem Be