I have seen a grave this day, Yet no worm did therein lie; -- Only sweet Faith laid away, Lonely to die, Lonely as he lived, to die. There's no buds. Ev'n rosemary Hath sad dreams for smell withal; Ev'n Hope's rose's leaf would be Restless to fall; To have done, and fade, and fall. I will never walk again Where such brittle dust doth lie; Where to weep were quite in vain; Vain too to sigh, Only vain to weep and sigh. Flee afar, then, heart, lest thou, Quick with brooding on that spot, Feign to see a dead face now, Features forgot, Eyes ev'n Heaven shall open not! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: DIRGE FOR WOLFRAM by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES DARK ROSALEEN by TOMAS COSTELLO TO HIS DYING BROTHER, MASTER WILLIAM HERRICK by ROBERT HERRICK TO THE DANDELION by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL FANTAISIES DECORATIVES: 2. LES BALLOONS by OSCAR WILDE THE SWALLOWS by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS SONGS OF NIGHT TO MORNING: 2. AND YET by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |