I SAY, 'She was as good as fair!' When standing by her mound; 'Such passing sweetness,' I declare, 'No longer treads the ground.' I say, 'What living Love can catch Her bloom and bonhomie, And what in recent maidens match Her olden warmth to me!' - There stands within yon vestry-nook Where bonded lovers sign, Her name upon a faded book With one that is not mine. To him she breathed the tender vow She once had breathed to me, But yet I say, 'O Love, even now Would I had died for thee!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COASTERS by THOMAS FLEMING DAY MILTON'S PRAYER [OF PATIENCE, OR, IN BLINDNESS] by ELIZABETH LLOYD HOWELL PSALM 24. DOMINI EST TERRA by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE SOUL'S TRAVELLING by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING BEAUTY CRUCIFIED by ANNA SHAW BUCK THE WANDERER: PROLOGUE. PART 3 by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |