Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEATA BEATRIX, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS Poet's Biography First Line: Lay your head back; and now, kiss me again Last Line: You endure the martyrdom of happiness. | ||||||||
Lay your head back; and now, kiss me again! Kneel there, and do not kiss me; let me hold Your cheeks between my hands; your cheeks are cold, And all your chin tightens, as if with pain, And your eyes close upon the ecstasy, Like one who dies in the agony of peace. So I have seen the face of Beatrice, In pictures, dead, and in a memory Seeing the face of Dante out of heaven. O, out of heaven, when for my sake you lean, Till not a breath of the world may come between Our lips that are our souls, and all the seven Delighted heavens lean down with you, to bless The sacrament of joy, then, with such eyes, Closed on so still a new-born Paradise, You endure the martyrdom of happiness. | Other Poems of Interest...THE ABSINTHE-DRINKER by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS TO A PORTRAIT by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS A BROTHER OF THE BATTUTI by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS A TUNE by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS A WHITE NIGHT by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS AFTER LOVE by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS AIRS FOR THE LUTE: 1 by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS AIRS FOR THE LUTE: 2 by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS AIRS FOR THE LUTE: 3 by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS AIRS FOR THE LUTE: 4 by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS |
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