Poems (Taylor)/Surrender

by Rachel Annand Taylor

For works with similar titles, see Surrender.

SURRENDER

I strove, and strove with Fate. I leave my throne Of proud virginity, pearl-pale, apart,Where I have loved to sit and hark alone The dim pure pulses of my dreaming heart.Behold! most impotent kisses must I rain  From lips for Death kept sweet On thine indifferent feet That yearn away to some strange laurelled goal.Oh! She is fallen, yea, and fallen in vain,— My once-imperial Soul!