Come to my grave when I am gone,
And bend a moment there alone;
It will not cost thee much of pain
To trample on my heart again—
Or, if it would, for ever stay
Far distant from my mouldering clay:
I would not wound thy breast to prove
E'en its most deep, "remorse of love."
The grave should be a shrine of peace
Where all unkindly feelings cease;—
Though thou wilt calmly gaze on mine
I would not live the hour to see,
Which doom'd my glance to rest on thine :—
That moment's bitter agony
Would bid the very life-blood start
Back, and congeal around my heart!—
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The line, "The grave should be a shrine of peace" got my attention! Beautiful line. The rest, well, is there any doubt that there were some unresolved issues between Acton and her "lover"? I think not, ha.
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This has a strong emphasist on the pain one has given her in a relationship. I can relate to this on many levels from my own experiences in relations.
I must say though that her comment about trampling on her grave, does give a strong message to the person this was intended for.
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