Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume II/Presentiment

by Letitia Elizabeth Landon

For works with similar titles, see Presentiment.

CHAPTER XVII.

PRESENTIMENT.

I feel the shadow on my brow,
    The sickness at my heart;
Alas! I look on those I love,
    And am so sad to part.

If I could leave my love behind,
    Or watch from yonder sky
With holy and enduring care,
    I were not loath to die.

But death is terrible to Love:
    And yet a love like mine
Trusts in the heaven from whence it came,
    And feels it is divine.

In Blanchard