BY that mysterious sympathy which chaineth For evermore my spirit unto thine; And by the memory, that alone remaineth, Of that sweet hope that now no more is mine, And by the love my trembling heart betrayeth, That, born of thy soft gaze, within me lies; As the lone desert bird, the Arab sayeth, Warms her young brood to life with her fond eyes. Hear me, adored one! though the world divide us, Though never more my hand in thine be prest, Though to commingle thought be here denied us, Till our high hearts shall beat themselves to rest; Forget me not! forget me not! oh! ever This one, one prayer, my spirit pours to thee; Till every memory from earth shall sever, Remember, oh, beloved! remember me! And when the light within my eye is shaded, When I, o'er-wearied, sleep the sleep profound, And, like that nymph of yore, who droop'd and faded, And pined for love, till she became a sound; My song, perchance, awhile to earth remaining, Shall come in murmur'd melody to thee; Then let my lyre's deep, passionate complaining, Cry to thy heart, beloved! remember me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WASHINGTON MCNEELY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CAROL: NEW STYLE by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ON THE INFLATION OF THE CURRENCY, 1919 by ROBERT FROST LET ME NOT HATE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: GODWIN JAMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS REMEMBERED WOMEN by CARL SANDBURG |