Lonely from my home I come , To cast myself upon your tomb, And to weep. Lonely from my lonesome home, My lonesome house of grief and gloom, While I keep Vigil often all night long, For your dear, dear sake. Praying many a prayer so wrong That my heart would break! Gladly, O my blighted flower, Sweet Apple of my bosom's Tree, Would I now Stretch me in your dark death-bower Beside your corpse, and lovingly Kiss your brow. But we'll meet ere many a day, Never more to part, For even now I feel the clay Gathering round my heart. In my soul doth darkness dwell, And through its dreary winter caves Ever flows, Ever flows with moaning swell, One ebbless flood of many Waves Which are Woes. Death, love, has me in his lures, But that grieves not me, So my ghost may meet with yours On yon moon-loved lea. When the neighbours near my cot Believe me sunk in slumber deep, I arise- For, O! 'tis a weary lot, This watching aye, and wooing sleep With hot eyes- I arise, and seek your grave, And pour forth my tears; While the winds that nightly rave, Whistle in mine ears. Often turns my memory back To that dear evening in the dell, When we twain Sheltered by the sloe-bush black, Sat, laughed, and talked, while thick sleet fell, And cold rain. Thanks to God! no guilty leaven Dashed our childish mirth. You rejoice for this in Heaven, I not less on earth! Love! the priests feel wroth with me, To find I shrine your image still In my breast. Since you are gone eternally, And your fair frame lies in the chill Grave at rest; But true Love outlives the shroud, Knows not check nor change, And beyond Time's world of Cloud Still must reign and range. Well may now your kindred mourn The threats, the wiles, the cruel arts, They long tried On the child they left forlorn! They broke the tenderest heart of hearts, And she died. Curse upon the love of show! Curse on Pride and Greed! They would wed you "high"-and woe! Here behold their meed! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST JUDGMENT by JOHN CROWE RANSOM SURFACE AND STRUCTURE: BONAVENTURE HOTEL, LOS ANGELES by KAREN SWENSON A GAGE D'AMOUR by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON THE PROBLEM by RALPH WALDO EMERSON A TRAMPWOMAN'S TRAGEDY by THOMAS HARDY IDYLLS OF THE KING: LANCELOT AND ELAINE by ALFRED TENNYSON |