I gaze into her loved eyes, and behold A terror there - , Death's vague monition and the pain untold Of newly-learnt despair. Late sunglow over the oak-woods by the sea, A wind that hovers, Dog-roses breathing, - these, methinks, must be A spell o'er happier lovers. For us a pang is in the wind; the waves And woods' perfumes Seem dimly eloquent of unseen graves And sharp forgotten dooms. Such love as ours is but to lose hearts' -ease Beyond return : How ends that play of sweet Euripides ? Thus surely : - ' Fate is stern ! ' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MITHRIDATES by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EXCELSIOR by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY CASSANDRA SOUTHWICK; 1658 by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER DO THOU LOVE, TOO! by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS |