I loved him not; and yet, now he is gone, I feel I am…
““I loved him not; and yet, now he is gone, I feel I am alone. I check’d him while he spoke; yet, could he speak, Alas! I would not check. For reasons not to love him once I sought, And wearied all my thought To vex myself and him: I now would give My love could he but live Who lately lived for me, and, when he found ’Twas vain, in holy ground He hid his face amid the shades of death. I waste for him my breath Who wasted his for me! but mine returns, And this lorn bosom burns With stifling heat, heaving it up in sleep, And waking me to weep Tears that had melted his soft heart: for years Wept he as bitter tears. Merciful God! such was his latest prayer, These may she never share. Quieter is his breath, his breast more cold, Than daisies in the mould, Where children spell, athwart the churchyard gate, His name and life’s brief date. Pray for him, gentle souls, whoe’er you be, And oh! pray too for me!””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker mourns a lost loved one, expressing regret, lingering grief, and a plea for divine mercy for both the departed and themselves.
In simple terms: Grief and regret over a dead lover, seeking mercy.
Acknowledge loss, seek forgiveness, and pray for peace.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- funeral rites
- personal reflection
- seeking solace
- writing elegy
- contemplating death
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does lingering regret affect your present life?
- What can you do to honor the memory while moving forward?
The intensity of sorrow may cloud clarity, making it hard to find constructive action.