Here where LOVE lies perishë"d,
Look not in upon the dead;
Lest the shadowy curtains, shaken
In my Heart's dark chamber, waken
Ghosts, beneath whose garb of sorrow
Whilom gladness bows his head:
When you come at morn to-morrow,
Look not in upon the dead,
Here where LOVE lies perishë"d.
Here where LOVE lies cold interred,
Let no syllable be heard;
Lest the hollow echoes, housing
In my Soul's deep tomb, arousing
Wake a voice of woe, once laughter
Claimed and clothed in joy's own word:
When you come at dusk or after,
Let no syllable be heard,
Here where LOVE lies cold interred.
Memories
Madison Julius Cawein
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Poem topics: I love you, dark, heart, joy, laughter, sorrow, voice, head, soul, deep, beneath, cold, perish, I miss you, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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