William Henry Drummond

(13 April, 1854 – 6 April, 1907 / Mohill, County Leitrim)

Her Passing - Poem by William Henry Drummond

THE beauty and the life
   Of life's and beauty's fairest paragon
--O tears! O grief!--hung at a feeble thread
To which pale Atropos had set her knife;
   The soul with many a groan
   Had left each outward part,
And now did take his last leave of the heart:
Naught else did want, save death, ev'n to be dead;
When the afflicted band about her bed,
Seeing so fair him come in lips, cheeks, eyes,
Cried, 'Ah! and can Death enter Paradise?'


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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