Victor James Daley

Here you will find the Poem Cupid's Funeral of poet Victor James Daley

Cupid's Funeral

BY his side, whose days are past,
 Lay bow and quiver!
And his eyes that stare aghast
 Close, with a shiver.
God nor man from Death, at last,
 Love may deliver. 
Though?of old?we vowed, my dear,
 Death should not take him;
Mourn not thou that we must here
 Coldly forsake him;
Shed above his grave no tear?
 Tears will not wake him. 

Cupid lieth cold and dead?
 Ended his flying,
Pale his lips, once rosy-red,
 Swift was his dying.
Place a stone above his head,
 Turn away, sighing.