No more: let there be no more said. It is over now, the long hope, the beautiful dream. The poor body of love in his grave is laid. I had dreamed his shining eyes eternal, alas! Now, dead love, I know, can never rise again. Never, never again shall I see even his shadow pass. A star has ceased to shine in my lonely skies. Sometimes I dream I see it shining in my heart, As a bird the windless pool over which it flies. No: no more: I will not say what I see, there: Sorrow has depths within depths . . . silence is best: Farewell, Dead Love: no more the same road we fare. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FAUST: SCENE 1. PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE HENRY WARD BEECHER by CHARLES HENRY PHELPS THE BATTLE-SONG OF GUSTAVUS ADOLPHUS by MICHAEL ALTENBURG CITY AND VILLAGE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON A NAMELESS EPITAPH (2) by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE FLAME-BRIDE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |