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Poem by Adelaide Crapsey


Dirge


NEVER the nightingale,
    Oh, my dear, 
Never again the lark
    Thou wilt hear; 
Though dusk and the morning still
Tap at thy window-sill,
Though ever love call and call
Thou wilt not hear at all,
    My dear, my dear.



Adelaide Crapsey


Adelaide Crapsey's other poems:
  1. The Companions
  2. Anguish
  3. For Lucas Cranach's Eve
  4. Grain Field
  5. Release


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • William Shakespeare Dirge ("Come away, come away, death")
  • Felicia Hemans Dirge ("CALM on the bosom of thy God")
  • Thomas Beddoes Dirge ("We do lie beneath the grass")
  • Edna Millay Dirge ("Boys and girls that held her dear")
  • Letitia Landon Dirge ("Oh, calm be thy slumbers!")
  • Charles Calverley Dirge ("White is the wold, and ghostly")
  • Rupert Atkinson Dirge ("SLOW, slow across the black bleak range")

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