IS there a bitter pang for love removed, Oh God! The dead love doth not cost more tears Than the alive, the loving, the beloved -- Not yet not yet beyond all hopes and fears! Would I were laid Under the shade Of the calm grave, and the long grass of years, -- That love might die with sorrow: -- I am sorrow; And she, that loves me tenderest, doth press Most poison from my cruel lips, and borrow Only new anguish from the old caress; Oh, this world's grief, Hath no relief, In being wrung from a great happiness. Would I had never filled thine eyes with love, For love is only tears: would I had never Breathed such a curse-like blessing as we prove; Now, if "Farewell" @3could@1 bless thee, I would sever! Would I were laid Under the shade, Of the cold tomb, and the long grass for ever! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BATTLE OF BRITAIN by CECIL DAY LEWIS THE ORANGE PICKER by DAVID IGNATOW DESIRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LOVE'S TENDRILS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ITALIAN PICTURES: THE COSTA SAN GIORGIO by MINA LOY TO HELEN KELLER - HUMANITARIAN, SOCIAL DEMOCRAT, GREAT SOUL by EDWIN MARKHAM |