I have not known a love equal to yearning; Nor any kiss, nor any arms' embracing So dear as their absence; youth in all its sweetness -- Mist and the shadows! There is no feast so wholesome yet as hunger; Tell me if the fruit trailing the blossom Rivals half with it? Oh, let the humming Bee in the orchard Feast; I will remember when the autumn Comes bearing all and bowing in full ripeness How the branches were in earlier summer Bursting in promise. If only flowers could ever stay unblown and Always live in promise for tomorrow! Love would be eternal if unproven -- Tearful is autumn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE TO THE CHURCH by TIMOTHY DWIGHT SONNET: 15. TO THE LORD GENERAL FAIRFAX by JOHN MILTON THE BALLAD OF DEAD LADIES by FRANCOIS VILLON TRINITIE SUNDAY (FOR A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |