'The Queen of Heaven appeared, comforting him and promising that he should not utterly die.'-Thomas More,, Life of Pico, Earl of Mirandola. Strange lilies came with autumn; new and old Were mingling, and the old world passed away, And the night gathered, and the shadows gray Dimmed the kind eyes and dimmed the locks of gold, And face beloved of Mirandola. The Virgin then, to comfort him and stay, Kissed the thin cheek, and kissed the lips acold, The lips unkissed of women many a day. Nor she alone, for queens of the old creed, Like rival queens that tended Arthur, there Were gathered, Venus in her mourning weed, Pallas and Dian; wise, and pure, and fair Was he they mourned, who living did not wrong One altar of its dues of wine and song. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRIDAL SONG by GEORGE CHAPMAN (1559-1634) THE COUNTRY FAITH by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE ON HEARING OF INTENTION .. TO PURCHASE THE POET'S FREEDOM by GEORGE MOSES HORTON THE RAVAGED VILLA by HERMAN MELVILLE SILEX SCINTIALLANS: THEY ARE ALL GONE by HENRY VAUGHAN CLERICAL OPPRESSORS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER MONODY ON THE DEATH OF WENDELL PHILLIPS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |