Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 217
CCXVIITHE FINDING OF LORD STRATHMORE
(1715)
(1715)
"Who is he?" asked the seekers of the dead,
When they had come where cold and stiff he lay.
"He was a man," the old retainer said,
"Yesterday."
When they had come where cold and stiff he lay.
"He was a man," the old retainer said,
"Yesterday."