On Jumna's banks, where wavelets lap the shore, There stands a tomb in matchless beauty wrought, Bestud with jewels, stones, and marbles, brought From every clime to deck the sculptured door And carven screen and wall and inlaid floor; A master mind conceived and caged the thought Which reared this wondrous tomb, forever sought By those who seek not only art, but more. For doth it not portray that sacred thing, The love of man for woman as his mate, Enduring through the ages and all time, The endless theme all poets strive to sing? It raiseth woman to an high estate, This tribute, of a monument sublime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 50 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE COTTAGER TO HER INFANT by DOROTHY WORDSWORTH THE BUTTERFLY by MARGARET AVISON BALLADE OF MID-WINTER NIGHTS by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: THE NORTH SEA by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |