Ah ! did you, dearest, understand
How love possessed and mastered me,
Till all my being seemed to be
Within the hollow of your hand ?
Lo, how I loved you ! with what spell
Did you my heart and soul ensnare,
Till you alone made life seem fair !
It is not wise to love so well ;
Because if I had loved you less
I should have vexed you less, perhaps.
But, oh ! what tides of time must lapse
Ere I forget your least caress ;
Since all the pride of life became
A blotted page in Sorrow’s books,
On the dark day when hope forsook
My life, and life was seared with flame ;
And in my pain I seemed to watch
By mine own body lying stark,
And mutter aves in the dark,
And listen for the lifted latch,
And note the bearers, grave and grim,
Slip noiselessly across the floor,
And bear my body through the door :
And for myself mine eyes grew dim
(Justin H. McCarthy)
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