I will not ask where thou liest low,
Nor gaze upon the spot;
There flowers or weeds at will may grow,
So I behold them not:
It is enough for me to prove
That what I loved, and long must love,
Like common earth can rot;
To me there needs no stone to tell,
'Tis Nothing that I loved so well.
Yet did I love thee to the last
As fervently as thou,
Who didst not change through all the past,
And canst not alter now.
The love where Death has set his seal,
Nor age can chill, nor rival steal,
Nor falsehood disavow:
And, what were worse, thou canst not see
Or wrong, or change, or fault in me.
The better days of life were ours;
- I will not ask where thou art laid,
Nor look upon the name.—[MS. erased.]
- So I shall know it not.—[MS. erased.]
- Like common dust can rot.—[MS.]
- I would not wish to see nor touch.—[MS. erased.]
- As well as warm as thou.—[MS. erased.]
- MS. transposes lines 5 and 6 of stanza 3.
- Nor frailty disavow.—[MS.]
- Nor canst thou fair and faultless see.—[MS. erased.]
- Nor wrong, nor change, nor fault in me.—[MS.]