O DO not leave me, mother, lest I weep; Till I forget, be near me in that chair. The mother's presence leads her down to sleep— Leaves her contented there. O do not leave me, lover, brother, friends, Till I am dead, and resting in my place. Love-compassed thus, the girl in peace ascends, And leaves a raptured face. Leave me not, God, until—nay, until when? Not till I have with thee one heart, one mind; Not till the Life is Light in me, and then Leaving is left behind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GEOMETRY IS THE MIND OF GOD by JAMES GALVIN A DOUBLE BALLAD OF GOOD COUNSEL by FRANCOIS VILLON A POISON TREE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE JEW TO JESUS by FLORENCE KIPER FRANK THE NEW YEAR by ALFRED TENNYSON DEAD LOVE by MARY MATHEWS ADAMS THE SHEPHERD'S PIPE: THIRD ECLOGUE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |