Requiescat

By Matthew Arnold 1822–1888 Matthew Arnold
Strew on her roses, roses,
       And never a spray of yew!
In quiet she reposes;
       Ah, would that I did too!

Her mirth the world required;
       She bathed it in smiles of glee.
But her heart was tired, tired,
       And now they let her be.

Her life was turning, turning,
       In mazes of heat and sound.
But for peace her soul was yearning,
       And now peace laps her round.

Her cabin'd, ample spirit,
       It flutter'd and fail'd for breath.
To-night it doth inherit
       The vasty hall of death.

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Poet Matthew Arnold 1822–1888

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Victorian

Subjects Nature, Living, Trees & Flowers, Death

Occasions Funerals

Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza, Elegy

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Among the major Victorian writers sharing in a revival of interest and respect in the second half of the twentieth century, Matthew Arnold is unique in that his reputation rests equally upon his poetry and his prose. Only a quarter of his productive life was given to writing poetry, but many of the same values, attitudes, and feelings that are expressed in his poems achieve a fuller or more balanced formulation in his prose. . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Living, Trees & Flowers, Death

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Victorian

Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza, Elegy

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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