In Memoriam A. H. H.: 105. To-night ungather'd let us leave



To-night ungather'd let us leave
        This laurel, let this holly stand:
        We live within the stranger's land,
    And strangely falls our Christmas-eve.
    Our father's dust is left alone
        And silent under other snows:
        There in due time the woodbine blows,
    The violet comes, but we are gone.
    No more shall wayward grief abuse
       The genial hour with mask and mime;
       For change of place, like growth of time,
   Has broke the bond of dying use.

   Let cares that petty shadows cast,
       By which our lives are chiefly proved,
       A little spare the night I loved,
   And hold it solemn to the past.

   But let no footstep beat the floor,
       Nor bowl of wassail mantle warm;
       For who would keep an ancient form
   Thro' which the spirit breathes no more?

   Be neither song, nor game, nor feast;
       Nor harp be touch'd, nor flute be blown;
       No dance, no motion, save alone
   What lightens in the lucid east

   Of rising worlds by yonder wood.
       Long sleeps the summer in the seed;
       Run out your measured arcs, and lead
   The closing cycle rich in good.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme ABBACDDXEFFE GXXG HIIH JCCJ KXXK
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,115
Words 184
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 12, 4, 4, 4, 4

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