Henceforth to you this monument shall be A bright and constant presence: evermore Your thoughts of death must pass by this white door, Till ye yourselves shall meet Eternity; This vestal tablet written o'er with love, From morn to eve your inner eye shall read, And even in midnight darkness ye shall prove What heavenward hopes its snowy gleam can feed; Yes, ever in your hearts' clear depths shall lie This fair tomb-shadow, when no ripple moves; And, when fresh roused to earthly sympathy, Come floating softly o'er your living loves: While I, not robbing you, may keep my share Of that pure light which stole across my prayer. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MR. HOUSMAN'S MESSAGE by EZRA POUND THE MEANING OF PRAYER by JAMES MONTGOMERY UNDERWOODS: BOOK 2: 6. THE SPAEWIFE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON EVOLUTION by JOHN BANISTER TABB SONNET: HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE JEW'S GIFT; A.D. 1200 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |