Friday, June 5, 2009

Four poems by Lizzie



Early Death


Oh grieve not with thy bitter tears
The life that passes fast;
The gates of heaven will open wide
And take me in at last.

Then sit down meekly at my side
And watch my young life flee;
Then solemn peace of holy death
Come quickly unto thee.

But true love, seek me in the throng
Of spirits floating past,
And I will take thee by the hands
And know thee mine at last.

http://kempis.nl/mag/category/poetry-library/pre-raphaelites/lizzy-siddal

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