LIKE an old man's face confounded Is the sky so broad and airy, Red, one-eyed, and close surrounded By the grey clouds' locks all hairy. When upon the earth it gazes, Flower and bud grow pale and sickly; Love and song in all their phases Fade away from men's minds quickly. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NIGHT MOTHS by EDWIN MARKHAM TO A SCREEN-MAKER by MARIANNE MOORE THE INQUEST by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A RENOUNCING OF LOVE by THOMAS WYATT SUMMER APPROACHES by MABEL WARREN ARNOLD |