EVERYTHING passes and vanishes; Everything leaves its trace; And often you see in a footstep What you could not see in a face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ODE ON THE UNVEILING OF THE SHAW MEMORIA BOSTON COMMON, MAY 31, 1897 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE PLANTING OF THE APPLE TREE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT SUNSET AND SUNRISE by EMILY DICKINSON PERIMEDES, THE BLACKSMITH: PHILLIS AND CORIDON by ROBERT GREENE WHERE THE PICNIC WAS by THOMAS HARDY THE NIGHT [NICHT] IS NEAR [NIGH] GONE by ALEXANDER MONTGOMERIE |