
The poem explores the theme of death and mourning, describing a funeral procession where the hearse is little and white, carrying the body of a young woman who died prematurely. The speaker reflects on the brevity of life and the inevitability of death, lamenting the loss of beauty and youth.
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox · First published 1889 · Genre: Poetry, Elegy, Sentimental Literature · 308 words
Somebody's baby was buried to-day- / The empty white hearse from the grave rumbled back, / And the morning somehow seemed less smiling and gay / As I paused on the walk while it crossed on its way, / And a shadow seemed drawn o'er the sun's golden tract.
Somebody's baby was laid out to rest, / White as a snowdrop, and fair to behold, / And the soft little hands were crossed over the breast, / And those hands and the lips and the eyelids were pressed / With kisses as hot as the eyelids were cold.
The Little White Hearse is listed on Textopian as a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, dated 1889 CE.
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Poetry · American Literature · Romance · Death · Grief · Loss · Mourning · Sorrow · Love · Memory · Nostalgia · Longing