Poetry of Kansas


THEY have buried me here beneath the sod,
     And heaped a grave up over my head.
The preacher commended my soul to God,
      And they said that I was dead.
They did not know that lying so still
      I could hear all the better the words they said___
They did not know that I felt a thrill
      Of pleasure at knowing that I was dead !
For resting so peacefully here I know
      That the struggle is over and I am free;
And I need not care now for the debts that I owe
      Or the debts that are owing to me.

__Albert Bigelow Paine.

Rhymes by Two Friends
Albert Bigelow Paine & William Allen White
(Fort Scott: M. L. Izor and Son. 1893)
Pages 45
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