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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOSS, by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN Poet's Biography
First Line: When thou shalt search thy glass nor find the flower
Last Line: But for the wounds it healed not bow thy head.
Alternate Author Name(s): Burke, Fielding
Subject(s): Loss
First Line: When thou shalt search thy glass nor find the flower
Last Line: But for the wounds it healed not bow thy head.
Alternate Author Name(s): Burke, Fielding
Subject(s): Loss
WHEN thou shalt search thy glass nor find the flower
That there so long smiled gay, unwithering,
And from sad vantage of a forlorn hour
That fore nor aft unmasks one hint of Spring,
Thou mourn'st the barrenness of beauty spent
With no reservèd treasure for the day
When all that youth and sunny fortune lent
No more should light adoring eyes to thee,
And fear'st thyself a-cold, by the last storm
Beat to thine inn, a still, uncarping guest,
Thy once bright eye a pilot to the worm
Making his dungeon way to his new feast,
Drop not a tear then for thy beauty fled,
But for the wounds it healed not bow thy head.
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