These words in time shall pass away And moulder with the mouldering clay. Learn thou that only passing things May know the blessedness of wings. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPON THE SAYING THAT MY VERSES WERE MADE BY ANOTHER by ANNE KILLIGREW AFTER THE WINTER by CLAUDE MCKAY LUCASIA, ROSANIA, AND ORINDA PARTING AT A FOUNTAIN by KATHERINE PHILIPS LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 4. BALLYTULLAGH by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A COUNTRY NOSEGAY by ALFRED AUSTIN |