THY latest leaf is shed, Life's beaming sun hath set; Thou sleep'st among the dead, But art remember'd yet, Not only to the last, Did I look up, and love; But now, when all is past, Thought follows thee above. While life had aught to give That might seem bliss to thee, I wish'd that thou might'st live, Though parted far from me. But when existence here Could suffering but increase; All, all who held thee dear Desir'd thy soul's release. It came, and thou art free, Nor can I mourn the stroke, Although, in losing thee, Some sweetest ties are broke. Farewell! belov'd, rever'd; We part, but to be nearer; Though much thy life endear'd, Death seems to make thee dearer! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DIORAMA PAINTER AT THE MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY by KAREN SWENSON SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 18 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO THE AUTHOR OF 'THE ROBBERS' (SCHILLER) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE DOUGLAS, DOUGLAS, TENDER AND TRUE by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK THE FLOWER OF BEAUTY by GEORGE DARLEY SONG OF NATURE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON |