The Poet’s Vow (Showing How the Vow Was Broken)

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Non-Music, Romanticism (Literature)
The Poet’s Vow (Showing How the Vow Was Broken)
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I. The poet oped his bolted door The midnight sky to view; A spirit-feel was in the air Which seemed to touch his spirit bare Whenever his breath he drew; And the stars a liquid softness had, As alone their holiness forbade Their falling with the dew. II. They shine upon the steadfast hills, Upon the swinging tide, Upon the narrow track of beach And the murmuring pebbles pied: They shine on every lovely place, They shine upon the corpse's face, As it were fair beside. III. It lay before him, humanlike, Yet so unlike a thing! More awful in its shrouded pomp Than any crownèd king: All calm and cold, as it did hold Some secret, glorying. IV. A heavier weight than of its clay Clung to his heart and knee: As if those folded palms could strike He staggered groaningly, And then o'erhung, without a groan, The meek close mouth that smiled alone, Whose speech the scroll must be.
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- Elizabeth Barrett Browning