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THE LACHRYMATORY - ZaunköniG - 26.12.2010
THE LACHRYMATORY.
From out the grave of one whose budding years
Were cropt by death, when Rome was in her prime,
I brought the phial of his kinsman's tears.
There placed, as was the wont of ancient time ;
Round me, that night, in meads of asphodel.
The souls of the early dead did come and go,
Drawn by that flask of grief, as by a spell.
That long-imprison'd shower of human woe ;
As round Ulysses, for the draught of blood.
The heroes throng'd, those spirits flock'd to me,
Where, lonely, with that charm of tears, I stood ;
Two, most of all, my dreaming eyes did see ;
The young Marcellus, young, but great and good.
And Tully's daughter, mourn'd so tenderly.