Since I’m celebrating the fifth anniversary of LizzieSiddal.com this week, I’ve chosen one of her poems as this week’s feature. Early Death is a particularly poignant title for a poem, given Lizzie’s own untimely death from an overdose of Laudanum.
Early Death by Elizabeth Siddal
Oh grieve not with thy bitter tears
The life that passes fast;
The gates of heaven will open wide
And take me in at last.
Then sit down meekly at my side
And watch my young life flee;
Then solemn peace of holy death
Come quickly unto thee.
But true love, seek me in the throng
Of spirits floating past,
And I will take thee by the hands
And know thee mine at last.