(WHO DIED IN EXILE AT PARIS, IN 1732) DIALOGUE SHE Yes, we have liv'd -- one pang, and then we part! May Heav'n, dear Father! now, have all thy Heart. Yet ah! how once we lov'd, remember still, Till you are Dust like me. HE Dear Shade! I will: Then mix this Dust with thine -- O spotless Ghost! O more than Fortune, Friends, or Country lost! Is there on earth one Care, one Wish beside? Yes--Save my Country, Heav'n, -- He said, and dy'd. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GLASS HOUSES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ON THE BALCONY by PAUL VERLAINE I WOULD NOT LIFT THY VEIL by A. LOUISE ASHWORTH WEAVERS ALL by MINNIE KEITH BAILEY TO THE MISS WEBSTERS, WITH DR. AIKIN'S WISH by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD WILD ROSES AND SNOW by H. T. MACKENZIE BELL THE SCEPTIC by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |