OH! art thou still on earth, my love? My only love! Or smiling in a brighter home, Far, far above. Oh! is thy sweet voice fled, my love? Thy light step gone? And art thou not, in earth or heaven, Still, still my own? I see thee with thy gleaming hair, In midnight dreams! But cold, and clear, and spirit-like, Thy soft eye seems. Peace, in thy saddest hour, my love; Dwelt on thy brow; But something mournfully divine There shineth now! And silent ever is thy lip, And pale thy cheek; -- Oh! art thou earth's, or art thou heaven's? Speak to me, speak! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DADDY STRAIN by KAREN SWENSON THE AFRICAN CHIEF by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE WAY TO ARCADY by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER THE SIFTING OF PETER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE POET AND HIS BOOK by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE COLISEUM by EDGAR ALLAN POE |