Poem: “The Maiden’s Sorrow” by William Cullen Bryant

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The Maiden’s Sorrow

Seven long years has the desert rain
    Dropped on the clods that hide thy face;
Seven long years of sorrow and pain
     have thought of thy burial-place.

Thought of thy fate in the distant west,
    Dying with none that loved thee near;
They who flung the earth on thy breast
    Turned from the spot williout a tear.

There, I think, on that lonely grave,
    Violets spring in the soft May shower;
There, in the summer breezes, wave
    Crimson phlox and moccasin flower.

There the turtles alight, and there
    Feeds with her fawn the timid doe;
There, when the winter woods are bare,
    Walks the wolf on the crackling snow.

Soon wilt thou wipe my tears away;
    All my task upon earth is done;
My poor father, old and gray,
    Slumbers beneath the churchyard stone.

In the dreams of my lonely bed,
    Ever thy form before me seems;
All night long I talk with the dead,
    All day long I think of my dreams.

This deep wound that bleeds and aches,
    This long pain, a sleepless pain—
When the Father my spirit takes,
    I shall feel it no more again.

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American Literature – American Poetry – William Cullen Bryant – Poems from William Cullen Bryant

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