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Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.

I. Disappointment in Love

The Nevermore

Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828–1882)

LOOK in my face; my name is Might-have-been;

I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell;

Unto thine ear I hold the dead-sea shell

Cast up thy Life’s foam-fretted feet between;

Unto thine eyes the glass where that is seen

Which had Life’s form and Love’s, but by my spell

Is now a shaken shadow intolerable,

Of ultimate things unuttered the frail screen.

Mark me, how still I am! But should there dart

One moment through my soul the soft surprise

Of that winged Peace which lulls the breath of sighs,—

Then shalt thou see me smile, and turn apart

Thy visage to mine ambush at thy heart

Sleepless with cold commemorative eyes.