Sonnets on Separation II.
The time is all so short. One week is much To be without your deep and peaceful eyes, Your soft and all-contenting cheek, the touch Of well-caressing hands. O were we wise We would not love too strongly, would not bind Life into life so inextricably, That the dumb body suffers with the mind In a sad partnership this agony. For death will come and swallow up us two, You there, I here, and we shall lie apart, Out of the houses and the woods we knew. Then in the lonely grave, my dust-choked heart Out of the dust will raise, if it can speak, A threnody for this lost, lovely week.
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"The time is all so short. One week is much..."
This evocative piece by Edward Shanks, titled "Sonnets on Separation II.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...