William Blake

Song for the Rainy Season

Song for the Rainy Season - meaning Summary

Love Turned to Mourning

The speaker mourns a love that has cooled and led to despair. Once adorned and hopeful, they relinquish pleasures and ask for grave tools and yew to mark their death, imagining winds and tempests over their burial. The beloved is admired for outward beauty but revealed as emotionally cold, and the poem closes in resigned bleakness: true love dies and the speaker accepts mortality as its consequence.

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My silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air, By love are driv'n away; And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave; Such end true lovers have. His face is fair as heav'n When springing buds unfold; O why to him was't giv'n Whose heart is wintry cold? His breast is love's all-worshipp'd tomb, Where all love's pilgrims come. Bring me an axe and spade, Bring me a winding sheet; When I my grave have made Let winds and tempests beat: Then down I'll lie as cold as clay. True love doth pass away!

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