Come, walk with me,
There's only thee
To bless my spirit now -
We used to love on winter nights
To wander through the snow;
Can we not woo back old delights?
The clouds rush dark and wild
They fleck with shade our mountain heights
The same as long ago
And on the horizon rest at last
In looming masses piled;
While moonbeams flash and fly so fast
We scarce can say they smiled -
Come walk with me, come walk with me;
We were not once so few
But Death has stolen our company
As sunshine steals the dew -
He took them one by one and we
Are left the only two;
So closer would my feelings twine
Because they have no stay but thine -
'Nay call me not - it may not be
Is human love so true?
Can Friendship's flower droop on for years
And then revive anew?
No, though the soil be wet with tears,
How fair soe'er it grew
The vital sap once perished
Will never flow again
And surer than that dwelling dread,
The narrow dungeon of the dead
Time parts the hearts of men -'
The imagery in this poem is particularly well-done. She sets a melancholy tone with those dark clouds. She also uses alliteration in like 'fly, ' and 'flash, '. Then there is the touch of personification with the smiling moonbeams. And voila! A beautifully sad poem.
fantastic.................im loving it.....
Oh my Lord, that one could know Emily in person!
Throughout the third stanza the poet uses personification to describe how the passage of time diminishes all joy and hope such as 'Can friendship's flower droop on for years' and 'surer than that dwelling dread, the narrow dungeon of the dead'
Beautiful rendition of words, a work of an intricate mind.
A wonderful poem so beautifully crafted.
Come walk with me, come walk with me; We were not once so few But Death has stolen our company../// wow greatly written the soul is immortal the earthly body is mortal when the body tastes the death then the soul obtain the immortality on the way of unseen shape and if the earthly body has any pure loving feeling then the immortal soul carries it after being dead the body and seeks the another pure loving seen shape earth body to enjoy the beautiful earth of God
A very interesting poem. When life is fast fleeing past and age not on your side with almost all your friends gone, your remember the beautiful days gone and wish to relive them again. Beautiful work of poetry.