Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
Solemn RondeauCharles Dent Bell (18181898)
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To where he sleeps beneath the yew
He said ‘Weep not: to thee I’ll come,
If spirits ever leave that home
Thro’ whose dark gates I go from you.’
So as he spake life sweeter grew,
And flower’d again my heart in bloom,
Before he pass’d.
He may not tread the avenue
That leadeth from the nether gloom;
Else would he come to this dear room,
I heard his vow,—God heard it too,
Before he pass’d!