Prescience

Thomas Bailey Aldrich 1836 (Portsmouth) – 1907 (Boston)



The new moon hung in the sky, the sun was low in the west,
And my betrothed and I in the churchyard paused to rest--
Happy maiden and lover, dreaming the old dream over:
The light winds wandered by, and robins chirped from the nest.

And lo! in the meadow sweet was the grave of a little child,
With a crumbling stone at the feet and the ivy running wild--
Tangled ivy and clover folding it over and over:
Close to my sweetheart's feet was the little mound up-piled.

Stricken with nameless fears, she shrank and clung to me,
And her eyes were filled with tears for a sorrow I did not see:
Lightly the winds were blowing, softly her tears were flowing--
Tears for the unknown years and a sorrow that was to be!

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Scheme AABA CCBC DDXD
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 705
Words 137
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4

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