An Arundel Tomb
Side by side, their faces blurred
The earl and his lady lie in stone,
Thine for the time, their lips are sealed,
Their hearts are pure, and the world unknown.
In their flesh, the prince’s mark,
The lady’s faint, remains. Their minds
Were always next to each other’s,
Their place far from the kingdoms’ grind.
But time has no use for the past,
The years stretch and grow, the world slowly calls
Until they vanish like dust—the cast
And fade from hand.
But love isn’t gone. It will last.
-Philip Larkin
