Clear eyes do dim at last, And cheeks outlive their rose. Time, heedless of the past, No loving-kindness knows; Chill unto mortal lip Still Lethe flows. Griefs, too, but brief while stay, And sorrow, being o'er, Its salt tears shed away, Woundeth the heart no more. Stealthily lave those waters That solemn shore. Ah, then, sweet face, burn on, While yet quick memory lives! And Sorrow, ere thou art gone, Know that my heart forgives -- Ere yet, grown cold in peace, It loves not, nor grieves. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SOLDIER'S DREAM by THOMAS CAMPBELL HUMAN LIFE by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE EMERSON by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE THE OWL AND THE PUSSY CAT by EDWARD LEAR KARMA by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON CHINA 1937 by LAURA FRANCES ALEXANDER |