Growth & Decay Flashcards
Isabella sat “Drooping…
… by the Basil green”
Isabella “Died…
… forlorn, imploring for her Basil to the last”
There is a “Continual shower…
… from her dead eyes”
Isabella “Bereaves…
… some gold tinge”
Isabella “By gradual decay…
… from beauty fell”
Isabella “Fretted…
… for the golden hour, and hung upon the time with feverish unrest”
Lorenzo says that Isabella’s “Paleness…
… makes me glad”
Isabella forgot…
The stars, the moon, the sun, she had no knowledge when the day was done”
Isabella “Ever fed…
… it with thin tears”
Isabella “On its music…
… hung”
Isabella “Withers, like…
… a palm cut by an Indian for its juicy balm”
The basil “Thick…
… and green and beautiful it grew”
Lorenzo says that Isabella locating his body will “Comfort…
… me within the tomb”