The Low Dirge That Ever Rose and Died

8×10″ pen on paper
September 26, 2012

Inspired by the following passage from George MacDonald’s “A Story of the Sea Shore”:

“Such frenzy slow invaded the poor girl.
Not hers the hovering sense of marriage bells
Tuning the air with fragrance of sweet sound;
But the low dirge that ever rose and died,
Recurring without pause or any close,
Like one verse chaunted aye in sleepless brain.”