A Death-Scene

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  1. "O day! he cannot die
  2. When thou so fair art shining!
  3. O Sun, in such a glorious sky,
  4. So tranquilly declining;
  5.  
  6. He cannot leave thee now,
  7. While fresh west winds are blowing,
  8. And all around his youthful brow
  9. Thy cheerful light is glowing!
  10.  
  11. Edward, awake, awake--
  12. The golden evening gleams
  13. Warm and bright on Arden's lake--
  14. Arouse thee from thy dreams!
  15.  
  16. Beside thee, on my knee,
  17. My dearest friend, I pray
  18. That thou, to cross the eternal sea,
  19. Wouldst yet one hour delay:
  20.  
  21. I hear its billows roar--
  22. I see them foaming high;
  23. But no glimpse of a further shore
  24. Has blest my straining eye.
  25.  
  26. Believe not what they urge
  27. Of Eden isles beyond;
  28. Turn back, from that tempestuous surge,
  29. To thy own native land.
  30.  
  31. It is not death, but pain
  32. That struggles in thy breast--
  33. Nay, rally, Edward, rouse again;
  34. I cannot let thee rest!"
  35.  
  36. One long look, that sore reproved me
  37. For the woe I could not bear--
  38. One mute look of suffering moved me
  39. To repent my useless prayer:
  40.  
  41. And, with sudden check, the heaving
  42. Of distraction passed away;
  43. Not a sign of further grieving
  44. Stirred my soul that awful day.
  45.  
  46. Paled, at length, the sweet sun setting;
  47. Sunk to peace the twilight breeze:
  48. Summer dews fell softly, wetting
  49. Glen, and glade, and silent trees.
  50.  
  51. Then his eyes began to weary,
  52. Weighed beneath a mortal sleep;
  53. And their orbs grew strangely dreary,
  54. Clouded, even as they would weep.
  55.  
  56. But they wept not, but they changed not,
  57. Never moved, and never closed;
  58. Troubled still, and still they ranged not--
  59. Wandered not, nor yet reposed!
  60.  
  61. So I knew that he was dying--
  62. Stooped, and raised his languid head;
  63. Felt no breath, and heard no sighing,
  64. So I knew that he was dead.

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