Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | XXVI. Melancholy Dirge for Wolfram | By Thomas Lovell Beddoes (18031849) |
| IF thou wilt ease thine heart | |
Of love and all its smart, | |
Then sleep, dear, sleep; | |
And not a sorrow | |
Hang any tear on your eyelashes; | 5 |
Lie still and deep, | |
Sad soul, until the sea-wave washes | |
The rim o the sun to-morrow, | |
In eastern sky. | |
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But wilt thou cure thine heart | 10 |
Of love and all its smart, | |
Then die, dear, die; | |
Tis deeper, sweeter, | |
Than on a rose-bank to lie dreaming | |
With folded eye; | 15 |
And then alone, amid the beaming | |
Of loves stars, thoult meet her | |
In eastern sky. | | | |
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