On Jumna's banks, where wavelets lap the shore, There stands a tomb in matchless beauty wrought, Bestud with jewels, stones, and marbles, brought From every clime to deck the sculptured door And carven screen and wall and inlaid floor; A master mind conceived and caged the thought Which reared this wondrous tomb, forever sought By those who seek not only art, but more. For doth it not portray that sacred thing, The love of man for woman as his mate, Enduring through the ages and all time, The endless theme all poets strive to sing? It raiseth woman to an high estate, This tribute, of a monument sublime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPON THE DEATH OF MY EVER CONSTANT FRIEND DOCTOR DONNE, DEAN OF PAUL'S by HENRY KING (1592-1669) THE DEAD HEROES by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE SWAMP FOX by WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS THE ARAB TO THE PALM by BAYARD TAYLOR FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: HUMAN LIFE - ITS VALUE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LAST MAN: KISSES by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES ON A MINIATURE by HENRY AUGUSTIN BEERS PSALM 16. CONSERVA ME by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE STEPS OF THE COMMANDER by ALEXANDER (ALEKSANDR) ALEXANDROVICH BLOK |