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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MARY - A REMINISCENCE (1), by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography
First Line: She died in june, while yet the woodbine sprays
Last Line: How faintly worn! Though trodden week by week.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The
First Line: She died in june, while yet the woodbine sprays
Last Line: How faintly worn! Though trodden week by week.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The
She died in June, while yet the woodbine sprays
Waved o'er the outlet of this garden-dell;
Before the advent of these Autumn days
And dark unblossom'd verdure. As befel,
I from my window gazed, yearning to forge
Some comfort out of anguish so forlorn;
The dull rain streamed before the bloomless gorge,
By which, erewhile, on each less genial morn,
Our Mary passed, to gain her sheltered lawn,
With Death's disastrous rose upon her cheek.
How often had I watched her, pale and meek,
Pacing the sward! and now I daily seek
The track, by those slow pausing footsteps worn,
How faintly worn! though trodden week by week.
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