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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOT THOU BUT I, by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON Poet's Biography
First Line: It must have been for one of us, my own
Last Line: Thou hadst the peace and I the undying pain.
Subject(s): Death; Grief; Dead, The; Sorrow; Sadness
First Line: It must have been for one of us, my own
Last Line: Thou hadst the peace and I the undying pain.
Subject(s): Death; Grief; Dead, The; Sorrow; Sadness
It must have been for one of us, my own,
To drink this cup and eat this bitter bread,
Had not my tears upon thy face been shed,
Thy tears had dropped on mine; if I alone
Did not walk now, thy spirit would have known
My loneliness, and did my feet not tread
This weary path and steep, thy feet had bled
For mine, and thy mouth had for mine made moan;
And so it comforts me, yea, not in vain
To think of thy eternity of sleep,
To know thine eyes are tearless though mine weep;
And when this cup's last bitterness I drain,
One thought shall still its primal sweetness keep --
Thou hadst the peace and I the undying pain.
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