I meet thy pensive, moonlight face;
Thy thrilling voice I hear;
And former hours and scenes retrace,
Too fleeting, and too dear!
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I little thought it thus could be In days more sad and fair That earth could have a place for me, And thou no longer there.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The heartache underlying these 4 lines reaches out and grabs me... reminding me we are all prone to this ending. I think I will read more of his poems
Wonderful poetry on love. There is nothing more sublime than a pure love that flows so thick in the lines of this poem. Simply amazing.
While memory holds her reign! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Twere sweeter sleeping at thy side, than watching here alone. - I love this! ! ! ! !
A love lost in this world may be like paradise lost, but in the other world surely paradise will be regained indeed according to this poet! For, love never dies!
Reminds me of the song LOST IN LOVE popularized by AIR SUPPLY... Thanks for posting.....
A poem that flows like a river, smooth and tender. Lost love, but the hearts are bonded with a hope to meet again. Yet never, never can we part, While Memory holds her reign: Thine, thine is still this wither'd heart, Till we shall meet again.
So nice and delightful. Touching expression. A poem devoted to the eternal bonding of lovers. Yet death cannot our hearts divide, Or make thee less my own: Thine, thine is still this wither'd heart, Till we shall meet again.
I little thought it thus could be In days more sad and fair That earth could have a place for me, And thou no longer there. such a great poem; great rate 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++