WHEN, O my dark beloved, thou shalt drowse Beneath black marble, and thy bed-chambér Shall be deep-delvéd and thy pleasure-house Some sodden cavern whence thou mayst not stir; When thy head-stone shall so with weight oppress Thy breast and supple thighs that it shall stay Thy heart from beating and thy foot no less From hasting down the old adventurous way,— The grave that knows my inmost heart's desire Shall thus, night-long, my deathless wish repeat: "Thou who of thy sweet self didst baulk the buyer, How should I spare thee now, adulterous cheat, From Death's indignity?" Then woman, wail! The worm shall suck thy burning body pale. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EXTRACTS FROM AN OPERA: 2. DAISY'S SONG by JOHN KEATS THE MEETING by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER FRAGMENT OF AN 'ANTIGONE' by MATTHEW ARNOLD ON GOOD FRIDAY, THE DAY OF OUR SAVIOUR'S PASSION by PHILIP AYRES SONG OF AN ATOM by JOSEPHINE BARNETT THE SECOND BROTHER; ACT 2, SCENE 1 by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |