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Alfred Lord Tennyson - Dead Long Dead Lyrics

Dead, long dead
Long dead!
And my heart is a handful of dust
And the wheels go over my head
And my bones are shaken with pain
For into a shallow grave they are thrust
Only a yard beneath the street
And the hoofs of the horses beat, beat
The hoofs of the horses beat
Beat into my scalp and my brain
With never an end to the stream of passing feet
Driving, hurrying, marrying, burying
Clamor and rumble, and ringing and clatter;
And here beneath it is all as bad
For I thought the dead had peace, but it is not so
To have no pеace in the grave, is that not sad?
But up and down and to and fro
Evеr about me the dead men go;
And then to hear a dead man chatter
Is enough to drive one mad
O me, why have they not buried me deep enough?
Is it kind to have made me a grave so rough
Me, that was never a quiet sleeper?
Maybe still I am but half-dead;
Then I cannot be wholly dumb
I will cry to the steps above my head
And somebody, surely, some kind heart will come
To bury me, bury me
Deeper, ever so little deeper