AS you maye see the sudden lightnynge smite A cloudy pathwaye and wane out on it, This blesséd soul, unmarked of mortal wit, Hath left her young heart's dwellynge for the lighte. My thought hath follow'd, in default of sighte Up to heaven's arches with her presence lit, And seen howe in the glowe where she doth sit She grieveth for me here in the world's nighte O Goddesse, wait no more! the time is come, Now that thy dust is coffin'd and thy tomb Doth wear the tribute woven of my love; For, havynge honoured thee with this sad rite, Weary of teares and misery infinite, I leave the earth and fly to thee above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TENTH MUSE: THE VANITY OF ALL WORLDLY THINGS by ANNE BRADSTREET BLUEBEARD'S CLOSET by ROSE TERRY COOKE TO A CATY-DID by PHILIP FRENEAU EVENING IN ENGLAND by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE THE ROSE AND THE GAUNTLET by JOHN STERLING (1806-1844) |