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Cursed Be He That Moves My Bones

by Ian Whiteley

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Cursed Be He That Moves My Bones

“Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare,
To dig the dust enclosed here.
Blessed be the man that spares these stones,
And cursed be he that moves my bones.”

 

How often did I studiously fail

to untangle your brier patch of words.

Encouraged by my teachers to prevail

in setting free the frustrated songbirds,

so that their melody could swell the h...

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Friday 22nd April 2016 3:51 pm

400th anniversary   Curse   Shakespeare's Death   Shakespeare's Grave   shakespearean Sonnet

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