
The speaker reflects on the somber task of a hearse-horse, carrying the dead to their final resting place. The horse's strength and endurance are contrasted with the fragility of human life.
By Bliss Carman · First published 1896 · Genre: Poetry, Canadian Literature · 193 words
Said the hearse-horse to the coffin, "What the devil have you there? I may trot from court to square, Yet it neither swears nor groans, When I jolt it over stones. " Said the coffin to the hearse-horse, "Bones! "
Said the hearse-horse to the coffin, "What the devil have you there, With that purple frozen stare? Where the devil has it been To get that shadow grin? " Said the coffin to the hearse-horse, "Skin! "
Said the hearse-horse to the coffin, "What the devil have you there? It has fingers, it has hair; Yet it neither kicks nor squirms At the undertaker's terms. " Said the coffin to the hearse-horse, "Worms! "
The Hearse-Horse is listed on Textopian as a poem by Bliss Carman, dated 1896 CE.
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gothic · horror · supernatural · fantasy · mystery · thriller · death · grief · loss · sadness · melancholy · irony