@3Threnody@1 If they said to you: "Master! The day is breaking; Here is another dawn, yet the same, pale; Master, I have opened the window, the hillside is gleaming; Dawn is lifting the eastern veil: The day is waking!" —I think I should hear you say, "I am dreaming." If they said to you: "Master, we are here, Vital and strong, Here at your door as at evensong; We have come laughing, looking ahead To the smile and the handclasp strong;" —They would answer, "The master is dead." Flowers of my garden round, Flowers like the leaves of a book, Flowers, why? ... Look! Here is a little of us, the low sound That turns and falls— As these flowers fall and turn; This is the wrath of life, and the gloom, To utter words—against the tomb. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE LAND WHERE WE WERE DREAMING by DANIEL BEDINGER LUCAS COMPANION OF QUIET by JOSEPH AUSLANDER THE LAST MAN: A RUFFIAN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES PSALM 126 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 6. DOMINE NE IN FURORE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 40. FAREWELL TO JULIET (2) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |