To the Beloved Memory of Robert Browning SERENE, translucent as yon Maytime star In sanctuary of its bliss superb, Accept, O Bard! a sprig of Israel's herb, In bitterness no less familiar To you, than is the knell of surging bar, When night-winds raving, dreamer's peace perturb, With blood and fire, and hell-groans from the curb, Shrined in the tales you wrote in days afar, Brave sharer in our nether fates, you bore Israel's death-crown, voiced his feeble rights, Stood weeping by his side, and mourning wore, In those black days, whose memory still frights, Still casts its spectral hue athwart the brain, And feeds the heart with hopeless endless pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HITS AND RUNS by CARL SANDBURG TO A LILY by JAMES MATHEWES LEGARE FLAMMONDE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 27 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE WELFORD WEDDING by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST DESERT by PATRICK JOHN MCALISTER ANDERSON A MOTHER'S HEART by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 7. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |