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TRYST (AFTER READING FROM SHAKESPEARE), by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Night, thou art heavy, with no stars to chain
Last Line: A dead hand lies like flame upon my heart.
Alternate Author Name(s): Burke, Fielding
Subject(s): Death; Dramatists; Love - Loss Of; Plays & Playwrights ; Poetry & Poets; Shakespeare, William (1564-1616); Dead, The; Dramatists


(AFTER READING FROM SHAKESPEARE)

NIGHT, thou art heavy, with no stars to chain
Thy darkness unto heaven, that thy feet
May dance along these cliffs in gay retreat
Of the pursuing sea; heavy as pain
Where eyes see not the end, or tears that stain
The joy of him who conquers by defeat;
Or this dark sea whose heart doth climb and beat
The stones that make no sign, then falls again.

Cry with the night and wrestle with the wave,
Ye two-edged winds that cut this shore and me;
I warm me still with thinking of a grave
That can not hold the dust's eternal part;
For here across the centuries and the sea,
A dead hand lies like flame upon my heart.





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