Cold in the earth--and the deep snow piled above thee Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee Severed at last by Times all-severing wave Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover Over the mountains, on that northern shore Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover Thy noble heart for ever, ever more Cold in the earth--and fifteen wild Decembers From those brown hills, have melted into spring Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers After such years of change and suffering Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee While the worlds tide is bearing me along Other desires and other hopes beset me Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong No later light has lightened up my heaven No second morn has ever shone for me All my lifes bliss from thy dear life was given All my lifes bliss is in the grave with thee But, when the days of golden dreams had perished And even Despair was powerless to destroy Then did I learn how existence could be cherished Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy Then did I check the tears of useless passion Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten Down to that tomb already more than mine And, even yet, I dare not let it languish Dare not indulge in memorys rapturous pain Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish ?How could I seek the empty world again
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 07:15:07 +0000
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