Despair

Despair by Edith Nesbit (1905)

The poem's speaker is consumed by despair, having lost all sense of self and surroundings except for a romantic obsession. They are drawn to the beloved's beauty, comparing it to rich flowers and scented hours. The speaker has forgotten their past, including idyllic memories of nature, and can only think of the beloved. They express a desire to be like happy, honest men who have lived good lives and are now at peace in their graves, implying a sense of desperation and longing for escape from their emotional turmoil.

By Edith Nesbit · First published 1905 · Genre: Gothic Fiction, Psychological Fiction, Mystery · 199 words

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SMILE on me, mouth of red -- so much too red, Shine on me, eyes which darkened lashes shade, Turn, turn my way, oh glorious golden head, My soul is lost, then let the price be paid! Amid rich flowers your rosy lamplight gleams, Amid rich hangings pass your scented hours, And woods and fields are green but in my dreams, And only in my dreams grow meadow-flowers.

I have forgotten everything but you -- The apple orchard where the whitethroat sings, The quiet fields, the moonlight, and the dew, The virgin's bower that in wet hedgerow clings.

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Victorian Era · Gothic Fiction · Mystery · Suspense · Thriller · Psychological Fiction · Family Drama · Marriage · Infidelity · Adultery · Deception · Secrets

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