Because the thing was finished in a tomb And since we were ridiculously young, Our names have come to spell impending doom, Our tale has been retold in every tongue. And all of you whose hearts were warm and kind Have grieved and wept for us down through the years; It sometimes made me smile -- I did not mind -- Indeed, I have been grateful for your tears. But have you quite forgotten how that night The moon shone on his face while I above Leaned nearer him? Can't you recall its light? Don't you remember how we pledged our love? Oh, it was quickly ended, our brief day, Yet it was filled with laughter. @3We were gay!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BEING ASKED TO WRITE A POEM AGAINST THE WAR IN VIETNAM by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO-MORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SOLACE by CLARISSA SCOTT DELANY THE LAST CHANTEY by RUDYARD KIPLING WINTER'S EVENING HYMN TO MY FIRE by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE COMMON LOT by JAMES MONTGOMERY THE CENCI; A TRAGEDY: ACTS 4-5 by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |