And must we part? yes, part for ever; I'll waken thee again -- no, never; Silence shall chain thee cold and drear, And thou shalt calmly slumber here. Unhallowed was the eve that gazed Upon the lamp which brightly blazed, The lamp which never can expire, The undying, wild, poetic fire. And Oh! unhallowed was the tongue Which boldly and uncouthly sung; I bless'd the hour when o'er my soul, Thy magic numbers gently stole, And o'er it threw those heavenly strains, Which since have bound my heart in chains; Those wild, those witching numbers still Will o'er my widow'd bosom steal. I blest that hour, but Oh! my heart, Thou and thy Lyre must part; yes, part; And this shall be my last farewell, This my sad bosom's latest knell. And here, my harp, we part for ever; I'll waken thee again, Oh! never; Silence shall chain thee cold and drear, And thou shalt calmly slumber here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE SUN COMING OUT IN THE AFTERNOON by HENRY DAVID THOREAU THE FRAILTY OF MAN'S LIFE by PHILIP AYRES TWO SONNETS: 2 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A MOTHER'S ANSWER (2) by LILLIE E. BARR A THOUGHT FOR MOTHER'S DAY by MAMIE COLLINS BARRY THE HARES; A FABLE by JAMES BEATTIE IN MEMORIAM by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THEIR WEDDING JOURNEY - 1834 by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER FOUR SONGS BY WAY OF CHORUS TO A PLAY: 4. INCOMMUNICABILITY OF LOVE by THOMAS CAREW |