I dreamed that loving me he would love on Thro' life and death into eternity: I dreamed that love would be and be and be As surely as the sun shines that once shone. Now even that my dream is killed and gone, It sometimes even now returns to me; Not what it was, but half being memory, And half the pain that wears my cheek so wan. Oh bitter pain, what drug will lull the pain? Oh lying memory, when shall I forget? For why should I remember him in vain Who hath forgotten and rejoiceth still? Oh bitter memory, while my heart is set Oh love that gnaws and gnaws and cannot kill. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A YOUNG LADY'S SIXTH ANNIVERSARY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD IN THE METROPOLITAN MUSEUM by SARA TEASDALE AN EPITAPH, INTENDED FOR HIMSELF by JAMES BEATTIE TO A SHADE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 86. AL-JAMI'H by EDWIN ARNOLD |