Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, RUTH, by ARTHUR DAVISON FICKE


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First Line: Your pale egyptian eyelids used to stir
Last Line: When you lay dead, and were yourself again.
Alternate Author Name(s): Knish, Anne
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


Your pale Egyptian eyelids used to stir
Faintly with laughter when I brought a jest.
You were mysterious as a sepulchre
To my young eyes; and that perhaps was best:
For a dim secret, none too good to know,
Must even then have had its dwelling-place
In your still bosom. I could come and go
Yet never read the silence of your face.
Then on a day the spirit in that tomb
Grew faint, and madness curtained up your eyes
With film on film of desolated gloom
Through which the soul I knew gave no replies --
Until that dawn of strange November rain
When you lay dead, and were yourself again.





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