Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRYST, by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE First Line: I thought to have made her my bride Last Line: We leave to love. Subject(s): Death; Future Life; Love; Marriage; Reunions; Dead, The; Retribution; Eternity; After Life; Weddings; Husbands; Wives | ||||||||
I THOUGHT to have made her my bride, And now she is dead; Death holds her close by his side In his earth-dark bed. Not a murmur, a motion, a breath! In vain does he woo: Being dead, yet she yields not to Death; Endlessly true! She knows that I need her now All else above: She will come to me; when and how We leave to Love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BLESSING FOR A WEDDING by JANE HIRSHFIELD A SUITE FOR MARRIAGE by DAVID IGNATOW ADVICE TO HER SON ON MARRIAGE by MARY BARBER THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX A TIME PAST by DENISE LEVERTOV A CHILD'S EVENING HYMN by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE |
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