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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIFE, by GEORGE CRABBE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Think ye the joys that fill our early day
Last Line: But what still deepening clouds of care survive!
Subject(s): Life
First Line: Think ye the joys that fill our early day
Last Line: But what still deepening clouds of care survive!
Subject(s): Life
THINK ye the joys that fill our early day,
Are the poor prelude to some full repast?
Think you they promise? -- ah! believe they pay;
The purest ever, they are oft the last.
The jovial swain that yokes the morning team,
And all the verdure of the field enjoys,
See him, how languid! when the noontide beam
Plays on his brow, and all his force destroys.
So 'tis with us, when, love and pleasure fled,
We at the summit of our hill arrive:
Lo! the gay lights of Youth are past -- are dead,
But what still deepening clouds of Care survive!
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