The Suicide.
Topics: classic
A shadowed form before the light, A gleaming face against the night, Clutched hands across a halo bright Of blowing hair, - her fixed sight Stares down where moving black, below, The river's deathly waves in murmurous silence flow. The moon falls fainting on the sky, The dark woods bow their heads in sorrow, The earth sends up a misty sigh: A soul defies the morrow!
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"A shadowed form before the light,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Rose Hawthorne Lathrop delivers a powerful performance in "The Suicide."... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...