Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOVE'S SUICIDE, by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) Poet's Biography First Line: Alas for me for that my love is dead! Last Line: Divinest harmonies. Subject(s): Love - Loss Of | ||||||||
ALAS for me for that my love is dead! Buried deep down, and may not rise again; Self-murdered, vanished, gone beyond recall, And this is all my pain. 'Tis not that she I loved is gone from me, She lives and grows more lovely day by day; Not Death could kill my love, but though she lives, My love has died away. Nor was it that a form or face more fair Forswore my troth, for so my love had proved Eye-deep alone, not rooted in the soul; And 'twas not thus I loved. Nor that by too long dalliance with delight And recompense of love, my love had grown Surfeit with sweets, like some tired bee that flags 'Mid roses over-blown. None of these slew my love, but some cold wind, Some chill of doubt, some shadowy dissidence, Born out of too great concord, did o'ercloud Love's subtle inner sense. So one sweet changeless chord, too long sustained, Falls at its close into a lower tone: So the swift train, sped on the long, straight way, Sways, and is overthrown. For difference is the soul of life and love, And not the barren oneness weak souls prize: Rest springs from strife, and dissonant chords beget Divinest harmonies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROSE AND MURRAY by CONRAD AIKEN THOUGH WE NO LONGER POSSESS IT by MARK JARMAN THE GLORY OF THE DAY WAS IN HER FACE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LOVE COME AND GONE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 33 by JAMES JOYCE A SCOTCH SONG by JOANNA BAILLIE A CAROL by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) |
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