As WHEN two men have loved a woman well, Each hating each, through Love's and Death's deceit; Since not for either this stark marriage-sheet And the long pauses of this wedding-bell; Yet o'er her grave the night and day dispel At last their feud forlorn, with cold and heat; Nor other than dear friends to death may fleet The two lives left that most of her can tell:-- So separate hopes, which in a soul had wooed The one same Peace, strove with each other long, And Peace before their faces perished since: So through that soul, in restless brotherhood, They roam together now, and wind among Its bye-streets, knocking at the dusty inns. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BLACK EAGLE RETURNS TO ST. JOE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SONG TO THE MEN OF ENGLAND by THOMAS CAMPBELL THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 18. THE CHARM by THOMAS CAMPION THE TEMPER (1) by GEORGE HERBERT BURIAL OF THE MINNISINK by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |