Adonis and Loss
Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 11:04 pm
One from a dark nights starry dew:
Washed his light limbs as if embalming them:
Another clippd her golden locks,
And threw the wreath upon him.
With frozen tears instead of pearls.
Another in her depressing grief will break.
Her bow and flowing dress seemed dead.
A greater loss with one that was more weak,
And dulled the fire against her now frozen cheek.
Another crack on his lip,
That lip were it was once to laugh and take in breath.
His heart which gave him strength is now a dead mass of weight.
He passed into the undrworld,
With lightning and music,
The damp death.
Quenched her caress upon his icy lips;
And as a dying meteor stains the earth,
Of moonlight vapor which cold night clips.
It crushed through his pale limbs,
And crashed to its eclipse.
Washed his light limbs as if embalming them:
Another clippd her golden locks,
And threw the wreath upon him.
With frozen tears instead of pearls.
Another in her depressing grief will break.
Her bow and flowing dress seemed dead.
A greater loss with one that was more weak,
And dulled the fire against her now frozen cheek.
Another crack on his lip,
That lip were it was once to laugh and take in breath.
His heart which gave him strength is now a dead mass of weight.
He passed into the undrworld,
With lightning and music,
The damp death.
Quenched her caress upon his icy lips;
And as a dying meteor stains the earth,
Of moonlight vapor which cold night clips.
It crushed through his pale limbs,
And crashed to its eclipse.
