Poems (Taylor)/"The Water o' Weary Well”
"THE WATER O' WEARY WELL"
"Where have you been, sweetheart, sweetheart, since clang of twilight bell?"—"A weary, weary pilgrimage, to the Water o' Weary Well."
"Now, what so crazed your silken feet, your sumptuous eyes, my bride?"—"The craving of a dreamer's heart, outraged and crucified."
"Were not my kisses charm enough to keep your eyelids down?"—Nay!—Tho' they sandalled sweet my feet, and bright my brows did crown."
"I would the feet I sandalled so a sweeter way had trod!"—"And yet it was your love of loves compelled me to the road."
"Where did you pause, you wayward child, upon the journey vain?"—"By the dim Loch of Tears unwept, by the Standing Stones of Pain."
"What did you at the Weary Well, your travail quite fulfilled?"—I stooped, and drank so bitterly, and rose,—and I was stilled."
"O let me lay you in my breast, and hush away your pain."—"And I was stilled, mine ancient Love; I shall not ache again."
"O Love, Love, Love, but yester-eve I plucked your rose supreme."—"Oh! years on years ago it was,—or verily a dream!"