I find no peace and bear no arms for war, I fear, I hope: I burn yet shake with chill; I fly the Heavens, huddle to earth's floor, Embrace the world yet all I grasp is nil. Love will not close nor shut my prison's door Nor claim me his nor leave me to my will; He slays me not yet holds me evermore; Would have me lifeless yet bound to my will. Eyeless I see and tongueless I protest, And long to perish while I succor seek; Myself I hate and would another woo. I feed on grief, I laugh with sob-racked breast, And death and life alike to me are bleak: My lady, thus I am because of you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DARKEST HOUR; OXFORD, 1917 by GEORGE SANTAYANA AGAINST HOPE by ABRAHAM COWLEY FRAGMENT THIRTY-SIX by HILDA DOOLITTLE IN THE SHADOWS: MY EPITAPH by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) THE GRAVES OF A HOUSEHOLD by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS A SEA-SPELL (FOR A PICTURE) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |