They swore they found the dark exceeding bitter: Death's arm and captain, whose obscene commands Sent beauty marching, save for some stars' glitter: They were afraid, and took each other's hands. But hands hold much of heat in little storage; And eyes are flickerless torches good as day; The flame of each to the other's flame cried courage; Soon heart to heart they sighed their grief away. The sun of a sudden glowing through the brushes, They woke and laughed, their eyes again were blue, They ran to the fields, and apprehending thrushes, Spoke not a word, but travelled in the dew. Travelled or tarried, breathing deep or breathless, Strong as the sun, and girded up, and deathless. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLAD OF THE WOMEN OF PARIS by FRANCOIS VILLON THE VIGIL OF JOSEPH by ELSA BARKER EPITAPH by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES PSALM 11. IN DOMINO CONFIDO by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 64 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE TO ELIZABETH by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |