EXCEEDING sorrow Consumeth my sad heart! Because to-morrow We must depart, Now is exceeding sorrow All my part! Give over playing, Cast thy viol away: Merely laying Thine head my way: Prithee, give over playing, Grave or gay. Be no word spoken; Weep nothing: let a pale Silence, unbroken Silence prevail! Prithee, be no word spoken, Lest I fail! Forget to-morrow! Weep nothing: only lay In silent sorrow Thine head my way: Let us forget to-morrow, This one day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLOWER OF FINAE by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS CATTLE SHOW by CHRISTOPHER MURRAY GRIEVE HEART'S-EASE by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE RAVAGED VILLA by HERMAN MELVILLE IO VICTIS by WILLIAM WETMORE STORY ANTIQUE JEWELER by FREDERICK HENRY HERBERT ADLER SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 5. SHE THINKS OF THE FAITHFUL ONE by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS |