O MARRIAGE-BELLS, your clamor tells Two weddings in one breath. She marries whom her love compels: -- And I wed Goodman Death! My brain is blank, my tears are red; Listen, O God: -- " I will," he said: -- And I would that I were dead. Come groomsman Grief and bridesmaid Pain Come and stand with a ghastly twain. My Bridegroom Death is come o'er the meres To wed a bride with bloody tears. Ring, ring, O bells, full merrily: Life-bells to her, death-bells to me: O Death, I am true wife to thee! MACON, GEORGIA, 1865. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KEEPING UP WITH THE SIGNS by MADELINE DEFREES ESTRANGEMENT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LOVE'S TENDRILS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON HUNTINGDON'S 'MIRANDA' by SIDNEY LANIER A MAN CHILD IS BORN (1839) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BLACK EAGLE RETURNS TO ST. JOE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALONZO CHURCHILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |