O MARRIAGE-BELLS, your clamor tells Two weddings in one breath. She marries whom her love compels: -- And I wed Goodman Death! My brain is blank, my tears are red; Listen, O God: -- " I will," he said: -- And I would that I were dead. Come groomsman Grief and bridesmaid Pain Come and stand with a ghastly twain. My Bridegroom Death is come o'er the meres To wed a bride with bloody tears. Ring, ring, O bells, full merrily: Life-bells to her, death-bells to me: O Death, I am true wife to thee! MACON, GEORGIA, 1865. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CANTICLE OF THE RACE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SOMETIMES by THOMAS SAMUEL JONES JR. SCHOOL AND SCHOOLFELLOWS; FLOREAT ETONA by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED JOLLY NOSE by WILLIAM HARRISON AINSWORTH KEEPERS OF THE SUN by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH |