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Thomas Lovell Beddoes (Томас Беддоус)


Resurrection Song


Thread the nerves through the right holes;
Get out of my bones, you wormy souls.
Shut up my stomach, the ribs are full;
Muscles be steady and ready to pull.
Heart and artery merrily shake,
And eyelid go up, for we're going to wake. -
His eye must be brighter -one more rub!
And pull up the nostrils! his nose was a snub.



Thomas Lovell Beddoes's other poems:
  1. To Tartar, A Terrier Beauty
  2. Song from the Second Brother
  3. The Rosy Hour
  4. Song of the Stygian Naiades
  5. Song on the Water


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