OME, be happy!-sit near me, Desolation-deified! II. Come, be happy!-sit near me: Is endiademed with woe. III. Misery! we have known each other, Like a sister and a brother Living in the same lone home, Many years—we must live some Hours or ages yet to come. IV. 'Tis an evil lot, and yet Let us make the best of it; If love can live when pleasure dies, We two will love, till in our eyes This heart's Hell seem Paradise. V. Come, be happy!-lie thee down VI. There our tent shall be the willow, And thine arm shall be my pillow; Sounds and odours sorrowful Because they once were sweet, shall lull VII. Ha! thy frozen pulses flutter With a love thou darest not utter. Thou art murmuring-thou art weeping Is thine icy bosom leaping While my burning heart lies sleeping? VIII. Kiss me; — oh! thy lips are cold : Burn like points of frozen lead. IX. Hasten to the bridal bed Underneath the grave 'tis spread: In darkness may our love be hid, Oblivion be our coverlid We may rest, and none forbid. X. Clasp me till our hearts be grown Till this dreadful transport may We may dream, in that long sleep, Thou mayst dream of her with me. XII. Let us laugh, and make our mirth, XIII. All the wide world beside us Show like multitudinous Puppets passing from a scene; What but mockery can they mean, Fragment: The Vine amid Ruins LOURISHING vine, whose kindling clusters glow Beneath the autumnal sun, none taste of thee; For thou dost shroud a ruin, and below The rotting bones of dead antiquity. |