Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DREAMING OF A DEAD LADY, by ANONYMOUS First Line: I heard at night your long sighs Last Line: How the tears fell surging over my breast Subject(s): China - Middle Ages (600 B.c.- 618 A.d.);mourning; Bereavement | ||||||||
"I HEARD at night your long sighs And knew that you were thinking of me." As she spoke, the doors of Heaven opened And our souls conversed and I saw her face. She set me a pillow to rest on And she brought me meat and drink. I stood beside her where she lay, But suddenly woke and she was not there: And none knew how my soul was torn, How the tears fell surging over my breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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