Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 35

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XXXV ARMIDA'S GARDEN
I have been there before thee, O my love! Each winding way I know and all the flowersThe shadowy cypress trees, the twilight grove, Where rest, in fragrant sleep, the enchanted hours.
I have been there before thee. At the end There stands a gate through which thou too must pass.When thou shalt reach it, God in mercy send Thou say no bitterer word, love, than "Alas!'
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