Burial
Mineis a body that should die at sea!And have for a grave, instead of a graveSix feet deep and the length of me,All the water that is under the wave!And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,Such as a living man might fear,And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—Not wait till I’ve been dead for a year!
Mineis a body that should die at sea!And have for a grave, instead of a graveSix feet deep and the length of me,All the water that is under the wave!And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,Such as a living man might fear,And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—Not wait till I’ve been dead for a year!
Mineis a body that should die at sea!And have for a grave, instead of a graveSix feet deep and the length of me,All the water that is under the wave!
And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,Such as a living man might fear,And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—Not wait till I’ve been dead for a year!