IF in thy glorious home above Thou still recallest earthly love, If yet retained a thought may be Of him, whose heart hath bled for thee; Remember still how deeply shrined Thine image in his joyless mind: Each well-known scene, each former care, Forgotten -- thou alone art there! Remember that thine eye-beam's light Hath fled for ever from his sight, And, with that vanished sunshine lost Is every hope he cherished most. Think that his life, from thee apart, Is all but weariness of heart, Each stream, whose music once was dear, Now murmurs discord to his ear. Through thee, the morn, whose cloudless rays, Woke him to joy in other days, Now, in the light of beauty drest, Brings but new sorrows to his breast. Through thee, the heavens are dark to him, The sun's meridian blaze is dim; And harsh were e'en the bird of eve, But that her song still loves to grieve. All it hath been, his heart forgets, So altered by its long regrets; Each wish is changed, each hope is o'er, And joy's light spirit wakes no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD SANTA FE TRAIL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON LAMENT FOR [THE DEATH OF] THOMAS DAVIS by SAMUEL FERGUSON A WINTER TWILIGHT by ANGELINA WELD GRIMKE HAILSTORM IN MAY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS EPIGRAM: TO FOOL, OR KNAVE by BEN JONSON THE JACQUERIE: SONG. THE HOUND by SIDNEY LANIER SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 90 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |