 | Here be blue and white violets from the garden wherein grew meadowsweet |  |
A TRAGEDY.
He lies upon a bloody rock
Down, down a thousand dizzy feet,
A man before the fatal shock,
Who now is only eagles' meat!
An avalanche? A careless pace?
No, none of these!—a woman's face!
Down, down a thousand dizzy feet,
A man before the fatal shock,
Who now is only eagles' meat!
An avalanche? A careless pace?
No, none of these!—a woman's face!
His wife is in a chamber, far
Beyond the horror down below,
Upon her head a diamond star,
And at her feet the dead man's foe!
God! how the hasty vultures dart
To scratch his eyes and tear his heart!
Beyond the horror down below,
Upon her head a diamond star,
And at her feet the dead man's foe!
God! how the hasty vultures dart
To scratch his eyes and tear his heart!
One with its claws upon his mouth
Strikes at the torn and gory coat;
While she who slew him, in the south,
Bares all the brilliance of her throat
To trap the liar's kiss, and says,
Thank God he's gone! O world—O ways!
Strikes at the torn and gory coat;
While she who slew him, in the south,
Bares all the brilliance of her throat
To trap the liar's kiss, and says,
Thank God he's gone! O world—O ways!
| Here be blue and white violets from the garden wherein grew meadowsweet | |