She turned round to me with her steadfast eyes: "I tell you I have looked upon the dead; "Have kissed the brow and the cold lips;" she said; "Have called upon the sleeper to arise; "He loved me, yet he stirred not; on this wise, "Not bowing in weak agony my head, "But all too sure of what life is, to dread, "Learned I that love and hope are fallacies." She gazed quite calmly on me; and I felt Awed and astonished and almost afraid: For what was I to have admonished her? Then, being full of doubt and fear, I knelt, And tears came to my eyes even as I prayed: But she, meanwhile, only grew statelier. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE TO THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES AUTUMN SONG by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI WASHINGTON by EVALYN TERRY BROOKS THE VAIN QUESTION by ADA CAMBRIDGE |