THAT lamp thou fill'st in Eros' name to-night, O Hero, shall the Sestian augurs take To-morrow, and for drowned Leander's sake To Anteros its fireless lip shall plight. Aye, waft the unspoken vow: yet dawn's first light On ebbing storm and life twice ebb'd must break; While 'neath no sunrise, by the Avernian Lake, Lo where Love walks, Death's pallid neophyte. That lamp within Anteros' shadowy shrine Shall stand unlit (for so the gods decree) Till some one man the happy issue see Of a life's love, and bid its flame to shine: Which still may rest unfir'd; for, theirs or thine, O brother, what brought love to them or thee? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE EXPECTED GENERAL RISING OF THE FRENCH NATION IN 1792 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TWO FUSILIERS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE SOCIETY UPON THE STANISLAUS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE IMMORTALITY [OR, VERSE] by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR AN ODE IN TIME OF HESITATION by WILLIAM VAUGHN MOODY |