Bedros Tourian Poems

When Death's pale angel stands before my face,
With smile unfathomable, stern and chill,
And when my sorrows with my soul exhale,
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THE centuries of bloodshed
Are past, those cruel years;
But there is still one country
Whose mountains drip with tears,
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Why dost thou lie in hushed surprise,
Thou little lonely mere?
Did some fair woman wistfully
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FAREWELL to thee, O God, to thee, O sun,
Ye twain that shine above my soul on high!
My spirit from the earth must pass away;
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TO thirst with sacred longings,
And find the springs all dry,
And in my flower to fade, — not this
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A galaxy of glances bright,
A sweet bouquet of smiles,
A crucible of melting words
Bewitched me with their wiles!
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UNDYING Love, Whose beams forever glow
On rose-red Golgotha's stupendous brow;
Wilt Thou those shafts still in Thy bosom keep?
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IT was the hour of dew and light;
In heaven a conflagration cold
Of roses burned, instead of clouds ;
There was a rain of pearls and gold.
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OUR two devoted hearts were joined and bound
By streaming rays, with heaven’s own light aglow;
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SHE was alone. I brought a gift —
A rose, surpassing fair;
And when she took it from my hand
She blushed with pleasure there.
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