The Poetry Corner

On A Friend Who Died Suddenly Upon The Seashore

By J. D. C. Fellow

Quiet he lived, and quietly died; Nor, like the unwilling tide, Did once complain or strive To stay one brief hour more alive. But as a summer wave Serenely for a while Will lift a crest to the sun, Then sink again, so he Back to the bright heavens gave An answering smile; Then quietly, having run His course, bowed down his head, And sank unmurmuringly, Sank back into the sea, The silent, the unfathomable sea Of all the happy dead.