The candle's tallow Drips and drips Till the flickering flame expires, So the flame of my soul In the Prayer-House wanes, Till like the candle anon It will faint and expire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHITE CASCADE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES VERLAINE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON MASSACRE OF THE MACPHERSON by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN QUATORZAINS: 11. A CLOCK STRIKING AT MIDNIGHT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES SUCH STUFF AS DREAMS ARE MADE ON by BERTON BRALEY THE OLD WASHERWOMAN by ADELBERT VON CHAMISSO |