And so, is it so? the long sweet pain is over? The dear familiar love must know a change? No more am I, no more, to be your lover, But life be cold once more, and drear, and strange. We have sinned, you say, and sorrow must redeem All the cruel largess of our passionate love, And we, at the last, content us with a dream Who have known a hell below, a heaven above! Well, be it so: thy life I shall not darken: Thy dream, for me, shall be disturbed no more: Thine ears, by day or night, shall never hearken The coming of the steps thou lovedst of yore: And if, afar, a lost wild soul blaspheme, Thou shalt not know it in thy peace supreme. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTO BATTLE by JULIAN GRENFELL THE BANNER OF THE JEW by EMMA LAZARUS THE LITTLE HILL by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY NEW HEAVEN, NEW WAR by ROBERT SOUTHWELL OUR ITALIAN JOURNEY by JULIEN AUGUSTE PELAGE BRIZEUX THE LAMENT OF JUDAH by MARY ELIZABETH BROOKS BODY MODIFICATIONS by CATHLEEN CALBERT |