The Bride-Bed.
SHE died and by her bed I sat all night.I had no tears; it was o’er soon to weepIn those first hours; my heart was cleft too deepFor pain to harbor there. A waning lightFrom the old moon englorified her brightAnd unadornèd hair, a heavy braidAcross her breast. I watched her, unafraidTo warm that leaden hand so waxen-white.This was her Bride-bed—Death her lover wasAs she had promised I sometime should be.She lay entwinèd in his arms, and IKept watch, and a great cold came over us...At last the untroubled stars that gazed on meWaxed pale and faded in the morning sky.
SHE died and by her bed I sat all night.I had no tears; it was o’er soon to weepIn those first hours; my heart was cleft too deepFor pain to harbor there. A waning lightFrom the old moon englorified her brightAnd unadornèd hair, a heavy braidAcross her breast. I watched her, unafraidTo warm that leaden hand so waxen-white.This was her Bride-bed—Death her lover wasAs she had promised I sometime should be.She lay entwinèd in his arms, and IKept watch, and a great cold came over us...At last the untroubled stars that gazed on meWaxed pale and faded in the morning sky.
SHE died and by her bed I sat all night.I had no tears; it was o’er soon to weepIn those first hours; my heart was cleft too deepFor pain to harbor there. A waning lightFrom the old moon englorified her brightAnd unadornèd hair, a heavy braidAcross her breast. I watched her, unafraidTo warm that leaden hand so waxen-white.
SHE died and by her bed I sat all night.
SHE died and by her bed I sat all night.
I had no tears; it was o’er soon to weep
In those first hours; my heart was cleft too deep
For pain to harbor there. A waning light
From the old moon englorified her bright
And unadornèd hair, a heavy braid
Across her breast. I watched her, unafraid
To warm that leaden hand so waxen-white.
This was her Bride-bed—Death her lover wasAs she had promised I sometime should be.She lay entwinèd in his arms, and IKept watch, and a great cold came over us...
This was her Bride-bed—Death her lover was
As she had promised I sometime should be.
She lay entwinèd in his arms, and I
Kept watch, and a great cold came over us...
At last the untroubled stars that gazed on meWaxed pale and faded in the morning sky.
At last the untroubled stars that gazed on me
Waxed pale and faded in the morning sky.