THAT lamp thou fill'st in Eros' name to-night, O Hero, shall the Sestian augurs take To-morrow, and for drowned Leander's sake To Anteros its fireless lip shall plight. Aye, waft the unspoken vow: yet dawn's first light On ebbing storm and life twice ebb'd must break; While 'neath no sunrise, by the Avernian Lake, Lo where Love walks, Death's pallid neophyte. That lamp within Anteros' shadowy shrine Shall stand unlit (for so the gods decree) Till some one man the happy issue see Of a life's love, and bid its flame to shine: Which still may rest unfir'd; for, theirs or thine, O brother, what brought love to them or thee? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WAKING YEAR by EMILY DICKINSON EPITAPH ON ELIZABETH, L.H. by BEN JONSON AFTER DEATH by FRANCES ISABEL PARNELL LUKE HAVERGAL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON UNDERSTANDING by NIXON WATERMAN THE SURRENDER by JOSEPH BEAUMONT LOVE'S ARROW POISONED by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |