THUS shall we live our separate lives unknit, And vain appeals shall flesh and spirit make; Never one divine instant shall we slake Our forlorn human passion infinite. Then when the last long sleep we shall have won, They will bury thy dear body far from me; We shall be exiled in eternity As erst we were beneath the shining sun And last of all each most unhappy name On different marbles shall the graver mark, And the strong love that turned our souls to flame Shall be put out in the unending dark; And, kindling nought, we shall leave less behind Than any nest wherein the birds are kind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SECOND REVIEW OF THE GRAND ARMY [MAY 24, 1865] by FRANCIS BRET HARTE LOVE'S NEW PHILOSOPHY by PHILIP AYRES VERSES ON MRS. ROWE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE ROMANCE OF THE LILY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE ARCIERI OF MICHELANGELO by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |