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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIFE RECONCILING TO DEATH, by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY
First Line: When first with morning step we roam
Last Line: Or pulse's beat.
Subject(s): Death; Memory; Dead, The
First Line: When first with morning step we roam
Last Line: Or pulse's beat.
Subject(s): Death; Memory; Dead, The
"Worn with toil and spent,
With many a painful step to other shrines."
—Eumenides: POTTER'S Translation.
WHEN first with morning step we roam,
What magic dreams beguile
Our search to find a fairy home,
A fabled isle!
Ere noon we have relinquished all
Such dreams, and turned apart
To seek a chamber in the wall
Of one poor heart.
And then a humbler hostelry
Befits us, travel sore,
Where never enters Memory,
So low the door:
A cave of silence, strewn with cloud,
To baffle Sorrow's feet,
Secure alike from thunder loud
Or pulse's beat.
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