For Two Long Days

For two long days I gazed
Upon her cold remains.
Mute lips whose speech, closed eyes
Whose sight her death enchains.
Thy brow, an Eden bare
I kissed: my solemn seal,
My fiist and only kiss.
And that thou did'st not feel.
I kissed my altar which
Thy death had wrecked, thy brow:
It was so cold, my sonl
Js thereto frozen now.
And I then kissed thy pall,
Beyond which I can't see,
Beyond which I can't step,
Which bars my heaven to me.
Around thy coffin saw
The torches' light disperse,
And saw how thou wert borne
To thy tomb in a hearse.
I had been there myself
I heard the churchyard bell.
The thuds, when clods of earth
Upon thy coffin fell.
All this, all this I know
And yet it somehow seems,
It can't be true, I ask,
Is this one of my dreams?
Then I go to thy house
To look around, but oh!
I nevermore see there

Thy eyes' heavenly glow-

Nowhere and nevermore
I'll look into that eye,
Then to my home I go

And heartrendingly cry.