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Poem
August 29, 1850
Watchman And Observer
Richmond, Virginia
What is this article about?
A dying painter, on his deathbed, implores his beloved wife Kate to remain beside him so he can paint her tearful face as his final masterpiece, declaring her his lifelong angel, love, and joy.
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The Dying Artist and his Wife.
Raised on his couch the dying painter lay,
Touching with the strange glory of his art
The picture loveliest to his eye and heart
When she, the partner of his life long day,
Bent over him in tears,—stay, dearest stay,
With answering look, artist and husband said,
Right where thou standest now beside my bed,
Till that sweet face this trembling hand portray;
Beloved Kate, O, ever unto me,
Since first I knew thee and had hope to win,
Hast thou a blessed, blessed angel been,
My life, my love, my joy, all, all in thee;—
Her gaze still on him fixed, he caught its grace,
His last best work, that true wife's tearful face.
Raised on his couch the dying painter lay,
Touching with the strange glory of his art
The picture loveliest to his eye and heart
When she, the partner of his life long day,
Bent over him in tears,—stay, dearest stay,
With answering look, artist and husband said,
Right where thou standest now beside my bed,
Till that sweet face this trembling hand portray;
Beloved Kate, O, ever unto me,
Since first I knew thee and had hope to win,
Hast thou a blessed, blessed angel been,
My life, my love, my joy, all, all in thee;—
Her gaze still on him fixed, he caught its grace,
His last best work, that true wife's tearful face.
What sub-type of article is it?
Sonnet
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Love Courtship
What keywords are associated?
Dying Painter
Wife Kate
Deathbed Portrait
Lifelong Love
Tearful Face
Artist Elegy
Poem Details
Title
The Dying Artist And His Wife.
Key Lines
Raised On His Couch The Dying Painter Lay,
Beloved Kate, O, Ever Unto Me,
My Life, My Love, My Joy, All, All In Thee;
Her Gaze Still On Him Fixed, He Caught Its Grace,
His Last Best Work, That True Wife's Tearful Face.