Death the revealer cast his portals wide, With torch held high he peered without awhile, Then looked toward me and with a radiant smile He beckoned one who stood close by my side. My tears fell down me like a sobbing tide That mourns its ebb back from a happy isle. With hands outstretched I paused at that dread stile; But she he motioned tarried not nor hied. I looked at death, but saw life's quenchless light; Disease's havoc lay defeated, an Immortal self, strong, loving, pure she showed. Then spread a magic pathway in my sight, A bridge of Chinevat, sin cannot span, Whereon she passed within death's bright abode. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PHILOMELA: PHILOMELA'S ODE [THAT SHE SANG IN HER ARBOR] by ROBERT GREENE TO A DOG'S MEMORY by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY ALNWICK CASTLE by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK ON A SOLDIER FALLEN IN THE PHILIPPINES by WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY SONG OF THE ANGELS AT THE NATIVITY by NAHUM TATE SONG by WALTHER VON DER VOGELWEIDE |