Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG (6), by AUGUSTA DAVIES WEBSTER Poet's Biography First Line: Tell me not of morrows, sweet Last Line: Else to-day were incomplete. Alternate Author Name(s): Home, Cecil; Webster, Mrs. Julia Augusta Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
TELL me not of morrows, sweet; All to-day is fair, and ours, Thine and mine; Mar not Now with needing more. Neither speak of yesterdays; Lose not Now with backward gaze, Lingering on what went before. Watch for all to-day's new flowers, Mine and thine, Else to-day were incomplete. Nay, but speak of morrows, sweet; Lest to-day seem loss of ours, Thine and mine, Leaving nought to come again. Nay, but speak of yesterdays, Lest, forgetting trodden ways, We have trodden them in vain. Make one love-time of all hours, Mine and thine, Else to-day were incomplete. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND CIRCE by AUGUSTA DAVIES WEBSTER |
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