Tho' death met love upon thy dying smile, And staid him there for hours, yet the orbs of sight So speedily resign'd their aspect bright, That Christian hope fell earthward for awhile, Appalled by dissolution; but on high A record lives of thine identity! Thou shalt not lose one charm of lip or eye; The hues and liquid lights shall wait for thee, And the fair tissues, wheresoe'er they be! Daughter of heaven! our grieving hearts repose On the dear thought that we once more shall see Thy beauty - like Himself our Master rose - So shall that beauty its old rights maintain, And thy sweet spirit own those eyes again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KING OF SPAIN by MAXWELL BODENHEIM FOR G. by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 64 by PHILIP SIDNEY ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 74 by PHILIP SIDNEY TO A COUNTRY HOTEL TOWEL by ELMER CLEVELAND ADAMS |