{"id":4115,"date":"2017-11-05T01:49:05","date_gmt":"2017-11-05T01:49:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4115"},"modified":"2017-11-04T01:51:34","modified_gmt":"2017-11-04T01:51:34","slug":"on-deaths-embrace-i-shall-sleep","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/on-deaths-embrace-i-shall-sleep\/","title":{"rendered":"On Deaths Embrace, I Shall Sleep"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Old<\/a>
Old Clonbroney – outside Ballinalee in Longford. Image from Google StreetView<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

On deaths embrace, I shall sleep
\nWith all my worries o\u2019re
\nAnd those who liked or not, in memory me they keep
\nThey shall speak with me no more.<\/p>\n

For under blanket of the clay
\nMy bones till Worlds End will lie
\nPray not for me: for yourself pray:
\nFor you, like me, will die<\/p>\n

Another of the old poems restored to the website!<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

On deaths embrace, I shall sleep With all my worries o\u2019re And those who liked or not, in memory me they keep They shall speak with me no more. For under blanket of the clay My bones till Worlds End will lie Pray not for me: for yourself pray: For …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[155],"tags":[3962,2354,1118,3961,3963],"class_list":["post-4115","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-death","tag-acceptance","tag-death","tag-dying","tag-epitaph","tag-melancholy","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-14n","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":62,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/paris-doorway-red-light\/","url_meta":{"origin":4115,"position":0},"title":"Paris Doorway: Red Light","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"4th August 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Young soldiers facing death worried not about sin when heading into battle, many of whom never had being in a relationship, and were doomed to a prostitutes embrace to be the only experience of female love they would enjoy before their imminent deaths. 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