1
Hold up thy head and crush
Thy heart's despair;
From thy wan temples brush
The tear-wet hair.
2
Look on me thus as I
Gaze upon thee;
Nor question how nor why
Such things can be.
3
Thou thought'st it love! - poor fool!
That which was lust!
Which made thee, beautiful,
Vile as the dust!
4
Thy flesh I craved, thy face! -
Love shrinks at this -
Now on thy lips to place
One farewell kiss! -
5
Weep not, but die! - 'tis given -
And so - farewell! -
Die! - that which makes death heaven,
Makes life a hell.
Semper Idem
Madison Julius Cawein
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Poem topics: beautiful, death, despair, hair, heart, heaven, kiss, life, lust, poor, head, place, question, face, tear, fool, hold, dust, gaze, thought, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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