Last Lines of Alice Cary
Against her bleeding heart.Ah, no! 't was the light of the day he had found.And bearing the gold on his back.And listens again to my love.And mourning all of Genius that can die,And take me once more to your arms!Angel-stolen Lily Lee.Are all upon my heart.Are tokens of the glorifying.Can ever buy away the tears!Chance and change and death!Ferryman of Death am I.FOR LYRA, DEAD.For sorrow, and not for crime.Give me, God, a better life!Give me, Lord, my daily bread.Heaven here below.Here on the pleasant flowers were dead!
Hush, my darling, it was not I.I blindly drift before the storm.I, my love, had dreamed of thee.If death will give me rest.In marriage-robes, I trust.In souls that never loved.Is done -- the making one of two?Make for the approaching night.My dead, my living child!Rocking a storm to peace.Seemeth the best of all.Sleep vanished -- all had been a dream.So Hyala went laughing on her way.Sweet Nelly Grey and I.The dead is then too near.These men who three gray mules bestrode.This is deathThrough my memory-haunted brain.Thy love is stronger, mightier than all!Thy woman's heart betrayed!To sleep by her lover.Where some murdered man must be.Whereon he might have climbed to fame.Whose hopes are open like summer flowers.Will trail upon the ground.With Lyra, dead.