Here you will find thePoemIn Memoriam : Francis Archibald Douglasof poet Lord Alfred Douglas
Dear friend, dear brother, I have owed you this Since many days, the tribute of a song. Shall I cheat you who never did a wrong To any man ? No, therefore though I miss All art, all skill, in this short armistice From my soul's war against the bitter throng Of present woes, let these poor lines be strong In love enough to bear a brother's kiss. Dear saint, true knight, I cannot weep for you, Nor if I could would I call back the breath To your dear body ; God is very wise, All that this year had in its womb He knew, And, loving you, He sent His Son like Death, To put His hand over your kind gray eyes.
