Author Richard Aldington In place of the happy bride-bed and sacred marriage songs, a mother laid her daughter in this marble tomb ā A girl who had your beauty and your stature, Thersis. And while we yet speak of her you also fade away. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments