| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | A Retrospect | | By George Crabbe (1754–1832) |
| | | YES, I behold again the place, | |
| The seat of joy, the source of pain; | |
| It brings in view the form and face | |
| That I must never see again. | |
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| The night bird’s song that sweetly floats | 5 |
| On this soft gloom—this balmy air, | |
| Brings to the mind her sweeter notes | |
| That I again must never hear. | |
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| Lo! yonder shines that window’s light; | |
| My guide, my token, heretofore; | 10 |
| And now again it shines as bright, | |
| When those dear eyes can shine no more. | |
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| Then hurry from this place away! | |
| It gives not now the bliss it gave; | |
| For Death has made its charm his prey, | 15 |
| And joy is buried in her grave. | | | | |
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