In falling timbers buried

In falling Timbers buried -
There breathed a Man -
WithoutOutside - the spades - were plying -
The Lungs - within -

Could He - know - they sought Him -
Could They - know - Helived breathed -
Horrid Sand Partition -
Neither - could be heard -

Never slacked the Diggers -
But when spades had done -
Recompense of -Oh, Reward of Anguish,
It was dying - Then -

Many Things - are fruitless -
'Tis a Baffling Earth -
But there is no Gratitude
Like the Grace - of Death -