She has known death to hover near her bed And smiled to find in him another friend, Who nods, but wonders what life might have said To urge him there so anxiously to bend; Till life explains, I wanted you to see A love that kept my aged heart astir, And her to feel how precious she must be Who causes even you to bow to her: The huddled ones behold her solitude And circle round the body wistfully, Too grieved with loss to mark how death imbued With her must likewise crave her company: Might not the smile be his as well as hers, And their repose the trust that each confers? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ETHELSTAN: RUNILDA'S CHANT by GEORGE DARLEY ECHOES: 6 by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY THE FRAILTY AND HURTFULNESS OF BEAUTY by HENRY HOWARD THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 48 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE WORLD: A CHILD'S SONG by WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS |