Death Quote by Susan L. Rattiner
““Song Day, in melting purple dying, Blossoms, all around me sighing, Fragrance, from the lilies straying, Zephyr, with my ringlets playing, Ye but waken my distress; I am sick of loneliness. Thou, to whom I love to hearken, Come, ere night around me darken; Though thy softness but deceive me, Say thou’rt true, and I’ll believe thee; Veil, if ill, thy soul’s intent, Let me think it innocent! Save thy toiling, spare thy treasure: All I ask is friendship’s pleasure; Let the shining ore lie darkling, Bring no gem in lustre sparkling! Gifts and gold are nought to me; I would only look on thee! Tell to thee the highwrought feeling, Ecstasy but in revealing; Paint to thee the deep sensation, Rapture in participation, Yet but torture, if compressed In a lone, unfriended breast. Absent still! Ah! come and bless me! Let these eyes again caress thee; Once, in caution, I could fly thee: Now, I nothing could deny thee; In a look if death there be, Come, and I will gaze on thee!””
About This Quote
Source Poem: Unknown, modern lyric
A lament of loneliness seeking companionship, yearning for genuine connection over material gifts.
In simple terms: Loneliness seeks true friendship, not riches.
Seek authentic bonds over possessions.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- solitary evenings
- confessional writing
- personal introspection
- artistic expression
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does true companionship mean to you?
- How do you cope with loneliness?
Material gifts cannot fulfill emotional emptiness.