...like a monumental statue set
In everlasting watch and moveless woe
Till itself crumble to dust beneath.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet:
If it could weep, it could arise and go.
In everlasting watch and moveless woe
Till itself crumble to dust beneath.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet:
If it could weep, it could arise and go.
Tags: solitude