Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal

(25 July 1829 - 11 February 1862 / London / England)

Worn Out - Poem by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal

Thy strong arms are around me, love
My head is on thy breast;
Low words of comfort come from thee
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Comments about Worn Out by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal

  • Hailey Porter (7/21/2014 4:14:00 PM)

    I liked it, it was really good (Report) Reply

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (7/21/2014 10:27:00 AM)

    Very Touching poem....
    Can a death snatch away the eternal soul
    Longing to die in beloved's arm
    Resting head on thy breast
    Bidding goodbye to beloved's heart
    Before going on eternal sleep! ..........Loved reading it.
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  • (7/21/2014 7:27:00 AM)

    Very emotional. Casually I looked at poetess's time line. She had a very short life. Thirty three years! She had all the love in the world but no time or energy to give back or enjoy what was once so wonderful. May be some illness. But she sure left the legacy of this beautiful poem for us. (Report) Reply

  • Francis Lynch (7/21/2014 6:37:00 AM)

    How does a bird with a broken wing fly away? Metaphor doesn't work. (Report) Reply

  • Ndimele.g. Ancientsword (7/21/2013 9:18:00 PM)

    Is a man truely in love and appreciate what he has but in as much as he would love to remain he has to leave and that truely hurt him to see himself walk away from who he love his left shall cause pain and doesnt want to lose a bit of it. (Report) Reply

  • Noel Letkhotinsat Baite (7/21/2013 5:27:00 PM)

    Nice poem..i realy like it (Report) Reply

  • Emeyazia Iwe Chukwudi (7/21/2013 9:38:00 AM)

    Great and emotional...awesome (Report) Reply

  • (7/21/2013 8:15:00 AM)

    Love, time. and love - dreams (Report) Reply

  • Jemme Simbulan (7/21/2012 9:21:00 PM)

    I felt the poem's loneliness and heartache. Pretty amazing. (Report) Reply

  • (7/21/2012 4:14:00 AM)

    I love the depth and passion you emote with your intrinsic, image painting words

    Great write
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  • (7/21/2012 3:36:00 AM)

    This comment, I write quietly, lest you wake up and weep again.
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  • Ramesh T A (7/21/2012 2:55:00 AM)

    Comfort at a tragic moment in life is rare to find! Surely the enjoyer of comfort depicted in the poem is a lucky person though he has nothing to give in return! Love is precious to lose in life more than anything else...! He has love that will bring him all he lost sooner or later in life...! (Report) Reply

  • (1/21/2012 2:04:00 PM)

    I think clearly ab out her unfaithful husband, Rosetti. (Report) Reply

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