AND she too -- that beloved child, was gone -- Life's last and loveliest link. There was her place Vacant beside the hearth -- he almost dreamed He saw her still; so present was her thought. Then some slight thing reminded him how far The distance was that parted her and him. Fear dwells around the absent -- and our love For such grows all too anxious, too much filled With vain regrets, and fond inquietudes: We know not Love till those we love depart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: FOURTH SONG by PHILIP SIDNEY BROADCAST by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE COMING HUNS by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV TALES OF THE HALL: BOOK 4. THE ADVENTURES OF RICHARD by GEORGE CRABBE FAREWELL TO POESY by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |