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Poem by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal


Worn Out


Thy strong arms are around me, love
My head is on thy breast;
Low words of comfort come from thee
Yet my soul has no rest.

For I am but a startled thing
Nor can I ever be
Aught save a bird whose broken wing
Must fly away from thee.

I cannot give to thee the love
I gave so long ago,
The love that turned and struck me down
Amid the blinding snow.

I can but give a failing heart
And weary eyes of pain,
A faded mouth that cannot smile
And may not laugh again.

Yet keep thine arms around me, love,
Until I fall to sleep;
Then leave me, saying no goodbye
Lest I might wake, and weep.



Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal


Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal's other poems:
  1. Shepherd Turned Sailor
  2. Gone
  3. The Passing of Love
  4. Early Death
  5. A Silent Wood


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