Author Thomas Lovell Beddoes Bury him deep. So damned a work should lie Nearer the Devil than man. Make him a bed Beneath some lock-jawed hell, that never yawns With earthquake or eruption; and so deep That he may hear the devil and his wife In bed, talking secrets. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments