The Bride of Corinth [From my grave to wander]

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring
 
   "From my grave to wander I am forc'd
      Still to seek The God's long-sever'd link,
Still to love the bridegroom I have lost,
      And the life-blood of his heart to drink;
         When his race is run,
         I must hasten on,
   And the young must 'neath my vengeance sink.
   "Beauteous youth! no longer mayst thou live;
      Here must shrivel up thy form so fair;
Did not tI to thee a token give.
      Taking in return this lock of hair?
         View it to thy sorrow!
         Grey thou'lt be to-morrow,
      Only to grow brown again when there."
   "Mother, to this final prayer give ear!
      Let a funeral pile be straightway dress'd;
Open then my cell so sad and drear,
      That the flames may give the lovers rest!
         When ascends the fire
         From the glowing pyre,
      To the gods of old we'll hasten, blest."
 

Poems by This Author

Faust [Go, find yourself a more obedient slave!] by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Go, find yourself a more obedient slave!
Christel by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
My senses ofttimes are oppress'd,
Farewell by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
To break one's word is pleasure–fraught,


Further Reading

Vampires
Lamia [Left to herself]
by John Keats
Christabel [excerpt]
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Pocket Vampire
by Dorothy Barresi
The Distant Moon
by Rafael Campo
The Giaour [Unquenched, unquenchable]
by George Gordon Byron
The Vampire
by Conrad Aiken
The Vampire
by Rudyard Kipling
The Vampire
by Madison Julius Cawein
The Vampire Bride [I am come—I am come!]
by Henry Thomas Liddell
The Vampyre
by John Stagg