
The speaker welcomes the Saxon name for a burial ground as a blessing on graves and a comfort to mourners. Comparing the buried dead to seeds, the speaker affirms faith in resurrection, imagines the good flowering immortally after the final harvest, and calls on Death to prepare the furrows.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Religious Poetry, Meditative Poetry · 237 words
I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls / The burial-ground God's-Acre! It is just; / It consecrates each grave within its walls, / And breathes a benison o'er the sleeping dust.
God's-Acre! Yes, that blessed name imparts / Comfort to those, who in the grave have sown / The seed that they had garnered in their hearts, / Their bread of life, alas! no more their own.
Into its furrows shall we all be cast, / In the sure faith, that we shall rise again / At the great harvest, when the archangel's blast / Shall winnow, like a fan, the chaff and grain.
God's-Acre is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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burial grounds · resurrection · grief · Christian faith · agricultural metaphor