Whilst the wolflets bayed, A grave was made, And then with the strokes of a silver spade, It was filled to make a mound. And for two cold days and three long nights, The father tended that holy plot; And stayed by where his wife was laid, In the grave within the ground. Roman Payne
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The poem "While the wolflets bayed" refers to a funeral. The wolflets are the wolves that were howling at the graveside. The father is the father of the deceased, who is also referred to as "the grave within the ground". The mother is not mentioned, but it is implied she was buried alongside her husband.

Source: Cities & Countries

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