Page:Works of William Blake; poetic, symbolic, and critical (1893) Volume 2.djvu/51
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- BROKEN LOVE.
- 1.
- My Spectre before me night and day
- Like a wild beast guards my way.
- My Emanation far within
- Weeps incessantly for my sin.
- 2.
- A deep winter, dark and cold,
- Within my heart thou didst unfold;
- A fathomless and boundless deep;
- There we wander, there we weep.
- 3.
- He scents thy footsteps in the snow,
- Wheresoever thou dost go,
- Through the wintry hail and rain.
- When wilt thou return again?
- 4.
- Dost thou not in pride and scorn
- Fill with tempests all my morn,
- And with jealousies and fears,
- Fill my pleasant nights with tears?
- 5.
- Seven of thy sweet loves thy knife
- Has bereaved of their life.
- Their marble tombs I build with fears
- And with cold and shadowy tears.
- 6.
- Seven more loves weep night and day
- Round the tombs where my loves lay,
- And seven more loves attend at nigh
- Around my couch with torches bright.
- 7.
- And seven more loves in my bed
- Crown with vine my mournful head,
- Pitying and forgiving all
- Thy transgressions, great and small.
- 8.
- When wilt thou return and view
- My loves, and them to life renew?
- When wilt thou return and live?
- When wilt thou pity as I forgive?