Dead!

"Dead, my beloved, what means this word? " I say
Over and over, as I fain would wring
Some hidden meaning from it; let me bring
My soul to comprehend it. Gone away!
Asleep, to wake no more on any day?
Nay, not asleep, awake, and wandering
Through lands of bloom in a continuous Spring!
I seek for light, yet find no certain ray;

But this I know, again we shall not meet;
We never more shall sit as we have done,
Breathless with love, in twilight hushed and sweet;
Upon no joy of ours shall set the sun, —
Nor more nor less than this it means; and yet,
Can I remember all, and thou forget?