Eyes Look Into The Well by W. H. Auden

Eyes look into the well

Tears run down from the eye;

The tower cracked and fell

From the quiet winter sky.

 

Under a midnight stone

Love was buried by thieves;

The robbed heart begs for a bone,

The damned rustle like leaves.

 

Face down in the flooded brook

With nothing more to say,

Lies One the soldiers took,

And spoiled and threw away.

 

by W.H. Auden (1940)