English Poetry. Louise Chandler Moulton. After Death. Луиза Чандлер Молтон.

Louise Chandler Moulton (Луиза Чандлер Молтон)

After Death

          And very sweet it is
          To know he is still warm though I am cold.
   
                                                 Christina Rossetti

I would not have thee warm when I am cold;
But both together--'neath some sylvan mound,
Amid the pleasant secrets under ground,
Where green things flourish in the embracing mould,
And jealous seeds the souls of blossoms hold--
In some sweet fellowship of silence bound,
Deeper than life, more exquisite than sound,
Rest tranquilly while Love's new tales are told.

We will not grudge the waking world its bliss,
Its joy of speech, its gladness of surprise,
When lovers clasp each others hands and kiss
And earth puts on new glory to their eyes:
We, lying there with Death's deep knowledge wise,
Shall know that we have found Life's best in this.

Louise Chandler Moulton’s other poems:

1. My Birthday
2. Last Year. II
3. A Summer’s Growth
4. Silent Sorrow
5. Afar

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Christina Rossetti (Кристина Россетти) After Death (“The curtains were half drawn, the floor was swept”)

Algernon Swinburne (Алджернон Суинбёрн) After Death (“THE FOUR boards of the coffin lid”)

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