'O LONELY workman, standing there In a dream, why do you stare and stare At her grave, as no other grave there were? 'If your great gaunt eyes so importune Her soul by the shine of this corpse-cold moon Maybe you'll raise her phantom soon!' 'Why, fool, it is what I would rather see Than all the living folk there be; But alas, there is no such joy for me!' 'Ah - she was one you loved, no doubt, Through good and evil, through rain and drought, And when she passed, all your sun went out?' 'Nay: she was the woman I did not love, Whom all the others were ranked above, Whom during her life I thought nothing of.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CALIFORNIA CITY LANDSCAPE by CARL SANDBURG FIRE, FAMINE AND SLAUGHTER. A WAR ECLOGUE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE CUPID MISTAKEN by MATTHEW PRIOR MEMORIAL TABLET (GREAT WAR, 1918) by SIEGFRIED SASSOON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 26. AL-MUZIL by EDWIN ARNOLD A SPRING CAROL by ALFRED AUSTIN THE IVORY GATE; AN UNFINISHED DRAFT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |