Page:Works of William Blake; poetic, symbolic, and critical (1893) Volume 2.djvu/51

 ::::BROKEN LOVE.


 * 1.
 * My Spectre before me night and day
 * Like a wild beast guards my way.
 * My Emanation far within
 * Weeps incessantly for my sin.


 * 2.
 * A deep winter, dark and cold,
 * Within my heart thou didst unfold;
 * A fathomless and boundless deep;
 * There we wander, there we weep.


 * 3.
 * He scents thy footsteps in the snow,
 * Wheresoever thou dost go,
 * Through the wintry hail and rain.
 * When wilt thou return again?


 * 4.
 * Dost thou not in pride and scorn
 * Fill with tempests all my morn,
 * And with jealousies and fears,
 * Fill my pleasant nights with tears?


 * 5.
 * Seven of thy sweet loves thy knife
 * Has bereaved of their life.
 * Their marble tombs I build with fears
 * And with cold and shadowy tears.


 * 6.
 * Seven more loves weep night and day
 * Round the tombs where my loves lay,
 * And seven more loves attend at nigh
 * Around my couch with torches bright.


 * 7.
 * And seven more loves in my bed
 * Crown with vine my mournful head,
 * Pitying and forgiving all
 * Thy transgressions, great and small.


 * 8.
 * When wilt thou return and view
 * My loves, and them to life renew?
 * When wilt thou return and live?
 * When wilt thou pity as I forgive?