Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOO LATE, by WILLIAM JAMES LINTON Poet's Biography First Line: Yes! Thou art fair, and I had lov'd Last Line: From love untimelier than ours. Alternate Author Name(s): Spartacus Subject(s): Love - Complaints | ||||||||
YES! thou art fair, and I had lov'd If we in earlier hours had met; But ere tow'rd me thy beauty mov'd The sun of Love's brief day had set. Though I may watch thy opening bloom, And its rich promise gladly see, 'T will not procrastinate my doom: The ripen'd fruit is not for me. Yet, had I shar'd thy course of years, And young as Hope beheld thy charms, The love that only now endears Perchance had given thee to my arms. Vain, vain regret! Another day Will kiss the buds of younger flowers, But ne'er will evening turn away From love untimelier than ours. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TALKING RICHARD WILSON BLUES, BY RICHARD CLAY WILSON by DENIS JOHNSON THE BRIDGE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD MISGIVINGS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS THROUGH AGONY: 1 by CLAUDE MCKAY HEMATITE HEIRLOOM LIVES ON (MAYBE DECEMBER 1980) by ALICE NOTLEY QUICK AND BITTER by YEHUDA AMICHAI EPICUREAN by WILLIAM JAMES LINTON A THRENODY: IN MEMORY OF ALBERT DARASZ, SELECTION by WILLIAM JAMES LINTON |
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