Cite

Poem: The Funeral

The Funeral

 That short, potential stir That each can make but once, That bustle so illustrious 'Tis almost consequence, Is the eclat of death. Oh, thou unknown renown That not a beggar would accept, Had he the power to spurn! 
.com/texts/literature/poems-1-dickenson/Time-and-Eternity/poem88.html