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Poem
March 25, 1852
Alexandria Gazette
Alexandria, Alexandria County, District Of Columbia
What is this article about?
The poem explores the death-like sorrow of final glances at cherished loved ones: a girl departing on her wedding day, leaving desolation, and a boy sailing away on a ship, waving tearfully.
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A LAST LOOK.
There is a feeling that resembles death in the last glance we are ever to bestow on a loved object. The girl you have treasured in your secret heart, as she passes by on her wedding-day, it may be happy and blissful, lifts up her laughing eyes, the symbol of her own light heart, and leaves in that look darkness and desolation to you for ever. The boy your father-spirit has clung to, like the very light of your existence, waves his hand from the quarter-deck, as the gigantic ship bends over the breeze; the wind is playing through the locks your hand so oftentimes have smoothed; the tears have dimmed his eyes; for mark, he moves his fingers over them—and this is a last look.
There is a feeling that resembles death in the last glance we are ever to bestow on a loved object. The girl you have treasured in your secret heart, as she passes by on her wedding-day, it may be happy and blissful, lifts up her laughing eyes, the symbol of her own light heart, and leaves in that look darkness and desolation to you for ever. The boy your father-spirit has clung to, like the very light of your existence, waves his hand from the quarter-deck, as the gigantic ship bends over the breeze; the wind is playing through the locks your hand so oftentimes have smoothed; the tears have dimmed his eyes; for mark, he moves his fingers over them—and this is a last look.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Love Courtship
What keywords are associated?
Last Look
Parting
Loss
Wedding
Sailor Boy
Desolation
Farewell
Poem Details
Title
A Last Look.
Subject
Final Glances At Departing Loved Ones
Key Lines
There Is A Feeling That Resembles Death In The Last Glance We Are Ever To Bestow On A Loved Object.
The Girl You Have Treasured In Your Secret Heart, As She Passes By On Her Wedding Day, It May Be Happy And Blissful, Lifts Up Her Laughing Eyes, The Symbol Of Her Own Light Heart, And Leaves In That Look Darkness And Desolation To You For Ever.
The Boy Your Father Spirit Has Clung To, Like The Very Light Of Your Existence, Waves His Hand From The Quarter Deck, As The Gigantic Ship Bends Over The Breeze; The Wind Is Playing Through The Locks Your Hand So Oftentimes Have Smoothed; The Tears Have Dimmed His Eyes; For Mark, He Moves His Fingers Over Them—And This Is A Last Look.