Poems of mourning

Poems over the ages lamenting the dead. In Elegy for Himself, written in the London Tower before his execution, Chidiock Tichborne wrote: "My tale was heard, and yet it was not told; / My fruit is fall'n, and yet my leaves are green; / My youth is spent, and yet I am not old; / I saw the world and yet I was not seen."

Year

1998

Language

English

Publisher

Everyman

Editions

1

Pages

256

ISBN

9781857157369

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