I. GOD give you joy, I said,—and joy you had. But how the the dancing tired Your subtile feet!—and from the pageant glad Your eyes most uninspired Wearily turned toward the wistful West:— So now, God give you rest. II. God give you love, I said,—and love's delight Deep-dyed your purple eyes:— But now, vague Soul, that wanderest careless quite Of where the censers rise, With listless lips and hands, and flaming breast,— I pray, God give you rest. III. God give you rest, my queen. No earthly flowers Upon that golden hair Can lightly lie, no low love-song of ours But tires you to despair. God crown you softly with His lilies blest, O Sweet, God give you rest! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF THE CHATTAHOOCHEE by SIDNEY LANIER THE PAUPER'S DRIVE by THOMAS NOEL IMAGES: 6 by RICHARD ALDINGTON TO THE AUTHOR OF TEUCHSA GRONDIE by LEVI BISHOP DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 8. BEAM-VERSES AT WELL KNOWE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY VARIATIONS ON SAPPHO: 33 by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY |