The Errors of Ecstasie A Dramatic Poem. With Other Pieces. By George Darley |
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ON THE DEATH OF A RECLUSE. |
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ON THE DEATH OF A RECLUSE.
Love droop'd when Beauty fled the bow'r,
And languid closed the day,
Wept ev'ry little flow'r,
And turn'd its head away.
And languid closed the day,
Wept ev'ry little flow'r,
And turn'd its head away.
The wind spoke with a fallen tongue,
The green reed sigh'd amain,
And sable forests swung
Rude melody again.
The green reed sigh'd amain,
And sable forests swung
Rude melody again.
Wild caves rang deep, and rocks grew cold,
Whilst rivers wept by them,
All nature's death-bells toll'd
A requiem! a requiem!
Whilst rivers wept by them,
All nature's death-bells toll'd
A requiem! a requiem!
Mid roaring brooks and dark moss-vales
Where speechless Thought abides,
Still her sweet spirit dwells,
That knew no world besides.
Where speechless Thought abides,
Still her sweet spirit dwells,
That knew no world besides.
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Her form, the woodland still retains—
Wound but a creeping flow'r,
Her very life-blood stains
Thee, in a falling show'r.
Wound but a creeping flow'r,
Her very life-blood stains
Thee, in a falling show'r.
Touch but the stream, drink but the air,
Her cheek, her breath is known—
Ravish that red rose there,
And she is all thy own.
Her cheek, her breath is known—
Ravish that red rose there,
And she is all thy own.
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