Now these lovers twain be dead, Now these lovers twain be dead, And together buried: And together buried: Masses only shall be said. Masses only shall be said. Hush thee, weary melancholy! Hush thee, weary melancholy! Music comes, more rich and holy: Music comes, more rich and holy: Through the aged church shall sound Through the aged church shall sound Words, by ancient prophets found; Words, by ancient prophets found; Burdens in an ancient tongue, Burdens in an ancient tongue, By the fasting Mass-priest sung. By the fasting Mass-priest sung. Gray, without, the autumn air: Gray, without, the autumn air: But pale candles here prepare, But pale candles here prepare, Pale as wasted golden hair. Pale as wasted golden hair. Let the quire with mourning descant Let the quire with mourning descant Cry: In pace requiescant! Cry: In pace requiescant! For they loved the things of God. For they loved the things of God. Now, where solemn feet have trod, Now, where solemn feet have trod, Sleep they well: and wait the end, Sleep they well: and wait the end, Lover by lover, friend by friend. Love by lover, friend by friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE IN BLACK AND WHITE by KAREN SWENSON MUSIC, FR. TWELFTH NIGHT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE GOOD-BYE MY FANCY! by WALT WHITMAN MY CRYSTAL BRIDE by WILLIAM EDWARD ADAMS MILTON AT CRIPPLEGATE by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB |