Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AGAIN I SING, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: Again I sing of thee, sweet youth Last Line: Time is thy subject, thou his king! Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. | ||||||||
Again I sing of thee, sweet youth: Thy hours are minutes, they can hear No challenge from stern sentinels, To wake their fear; You love the flowers, but feel no grief Because their pretty lives are brief. Nature sets no conspirators Of withered things to lie in wait And show thee with their faded charms Thy coming state; No dread example she sets thee In dead things falling off a tree. Thou seest no bones inside the earth, Thy sweat comes not of toil, but play; On thy red blossom no pale worm Can work decay; No toad can muddy thy clear spring -- Time is thy subject, thou his king! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHILD'S PET by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A MOTHER TO HER SICK CHILD by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A STRANGE MEETING by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A THOUGHT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ADVICE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES APRIL'S LAMBS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES BIRD AND BROOK by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES COWSLIPS AND LARKS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DAYS TOO SHORT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES EARLY MORN by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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