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In a Disused Graveyard

 The living come with grassy tread
To read the gravestones on the hill;
The graveyard draws the living still,
But never anymore the dead.
The verses in it say and say: "The ones who living come today To read the stones and go away Tomorrow dead will come to stay.
" So sure of death the marbles rhyme, Yet can't help marking all the time How no one dead will seem to come.
What is it men are shrinking from? It would be easy to be clever And tell the stones: Men hate to die And have stopped dying now forever.
I think they would believe the lie.

Poem by Robert Frost
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