Last Lines
1
From the Greek Anthology
On miserable Nearchos' bones lie lightly, earth,
That the dogs may dig him up, for what he's worth.
2
On a Boxer
In his still corner Rocky takes the count.
He would not rise again for any amount.
3
Full-nelsoned in earth's arms the Crusher sleeps
Whom no man living could pin down for keeps.
4
Teutonic Scholar
Whose views twelve heavy tomes perpetuate
Now lies as though beneath a paperweight.
5
Here lies a girl whose beauty made Time stay.
Shovel earth in. We haven't got all day.
From the Greek Anthology
On miserable Nearchos' bones lie lightly, earth,
That the dogs may dig him up, for what he's worth.
2
On a Boxer
In his still corner Rocky takes the count.
He would not rise again for any amount.
3
Full-nelsoned in earth's arms the Crusher sleeps
Whom no man living could pin down for keeps.
4
Teutonic Scholar
Whose views twelve heavy tomes perpetuate
Now lies as though beneath a paperweight.
5
Here lies a girl whose beauty made Time stay.
Shovel earth in. We haven't got all day.
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