Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring again: Twice no one dies. Flower-petals flee, But, since it once hath been, No more that severing scene Can harrow me. Birds faint in dread: I shall not lose old strength In the lone frost's black length: Strength since long fled! Leaves freeze to dun; But friends can not turn cold This season as of old For him with none. Tempests may scathe; But love can not make smart Again this year his heart Who no heart hath. Black is night's cope; But death will not appall One who, past doubtings all, Waits in unhope. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NEW APOCRYPHA: BUSINESS REVERSES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA by ROBERT BROWNING THE SUMMER IS ENDED (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SIR GALAHAD by ALFRED TENNYSON WILLIE AND HELEN by HEW AINSLIE |