by John Banister Tabb (1845 - 1909)

Cleopatra to the Asp
Language: English 
Lie thou where Life hath lain,
And let thy swifter pain
His rival prove;
Till, like the fertile Nile,
Death buries, mile for mile,
This waste of Love.

Soft! Soft! A sweeter kiss
Than Antony's is this!
O regal Shade,
Luxurious as sleep
Upon thy bosom deep
My heart is laid.

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This text was added to the website: 2005-09-01
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