BECAUSE the shadows deepen'd verily, -- Because the end of all seem'd near, forsooth, -- Her gracious spirit, ever quick to ruth, Had pity on her bond-slave, even on me. She came in with the twilight noiselessly, Fair as a rose, immaculate as Truth; She lean'd above my wreck'd and wasted youth; I felt her presence, which I could not see. "God keep you, my poor friend," I heard her say; And then she kiss'd my dry, hot lips and eyes. Kiss @3thou@1 the next kiss, quiet Death, I pray; Be instant on this hour, and so surprise My spirit while the vision seems to stay; Take thou the heart with the heart's Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN GRANTCHESTER MEADOWS; ON HEARING A SKYLARK SING by GEORGE SANTAYANA EASTER WINGS by GEORGE HERBERT THE ROSES ON THE TERRACE by ALFRED TENNYSON GEORGE LEVISON OR, THE SCHOOLFELLOWS by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE PEACE: TO HEAVEN ON A BEETLE by ARISTOPHANES TO GEORGE CRUIKSHANK, ESQ., ON SEEING HIS PICTURE ... by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE 'STAY AT HOME'S' PLAINT, 1878 by GEORGE AUGUSTUS BAKER JR. |