BECAUSE the shadows deepen'd verily, -- Because the end of all seem'd near, forsooth, -- Her gracious spirit, ever quick to ruth, Had pity on her bond-slave, even on me. She came in with the twilight noiselessly, Fair as a rose, immaculate as Truth; She lean'd above my wreck'd and wasted youth; I felt her presence, which I could not see. "God keep you, my poor friend," I heard her say; And then she kiss'd my dry, hot lips and eyes. Kiss @3thou@1 the next kiss, quiet Death, I pray; Be instant on this hour, and so surprise My spirit while the vision seems to stay; Take thou the heart with the heart's Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HERETIC: 4. HUMILITY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER WHITE FIELDS by JAMES STEPHENS WOO NOT THE WORLD by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II THE PASSERS BY by AL-RADI BILLAH COMPANIONSHIP by MABEL WARREN ARNOLD THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 43. FAREWELL TO JULIET (5) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |