| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Poems.
XIV. Paolo and Francesca | | By Frances Anne Kemble (1809–1893) |
| | | SEER of the triple realm invisible, | |
| When I behold that miserable twain, | |
| By Rimini’s sudden sword of justice slain, | |
| Sweep through the howling hurricane of hell— | |
| Light seems to me to rest upon their gloom, | 5 |
| More than upon this wretched earth above, | |
| Falls on the path of many a living love, | |
| Whose fate may envy their united doom. | |
| There be, who wandering in this world, with heart | |
| Riveted to some other heart for ever, | 10 |
| Past power of all eternity to sever, | |
| The current of this life still drives apart, | |
| Who, with strained eyes, and outstretched arms, and cry | |
| Of bitterest longing, come each other nigh, | |
| To look, to love, and to be swept asunder, | 15 |
| The breathless greeting of their agony | |
| Lost in the pitiless world-storm’s ceaseless thunder. | | | | |
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