AND dost thou lead him hence with thee O setting sun, And leave the shadows all to me When he is gone? Ah, if my grief his guerdon be, My dark his light, I count each loss felicity, And bless the night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE ON THE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON by ALFRED TENNYSON THE THORN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH IF THE POETS HAD FEARED THE ADVERTISERS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS PARTY CARD NO. 224332 by ALEXANDR ILYICH BEZYMENSKY THE IMMOLATION by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SPRING FANTASIES: 3. THE SYMBOL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON CONSTANCY TO AN IDEAL OBJECT by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE A NORSE WAR-SONG, A.D. 750, FR. THE DEATH SONG OF LODBROC by WILLIAM ALEXANDER CRAIG |