Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal

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

Fragment Of A Ballad - Poem by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal

Many a mile over land and sea
Unsummoned my love returned to me;
I remember not the words he said
But only the trees moaning overhead.

And he came ready to take and bear
The cross I had carried for many a year,
But words came slowly one by one
From frozen lips shut still and dumb.

How sounded my words so still and slow
To the great strong heart that loved me so,
Who came to save me from pain and wrong
And to comfort me with his love so strong?

I felt the wind strike chill and cold
And vapours rise from the red-brown mould;
I felt the spell that held my breath
Bending me down to a living death.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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