O misero frater adempte mihi, etc. You, brother, snatched, and I bereft, My whole life crushed, no drop of sweetness left, My whole soul buried in your grave, My soul that lived but by the love you gave! All my life's pleasures, with you dead, My studies all, my joy in all is fled. Why speak, why call? I am not heard. Your sweet voice, brother, answers not a word. Never till death, never that face again, Never that smile: yet love shall still remain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHITE ISLAND, OR PLACE OF THE BLEST by ROBERT HERRICK I DO NOT LOVE THEE by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON BELLS FOR JOHN WHITESIDE'S DAUGHTER by JOHN CROWE RANSOM OLD KING COLE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON POLITICAL GREATNESS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY RECOLLECTIONS OF THE ARABIAN NIGHTS by ALFRED TENNYSON PANEGYRIC by ABU BAKR MUHUMMAD |