When love's brief dream is done Pass on. Nor hope to see again The burnished glow of yesterday Gone with its setting sun. Know this, the little while of love Is fleeting as a cloud, As lissom as a zephyr's breath, As fickle as a crowd. Its gleaming rainbow flames the sky -- Enthralls -- then fades from sight: Love for a day, an hour and then -- Remember through the night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHERIDAN AT CEDAR CREEK by HERMAN MELVILLE THE DEAD HEROES by ISAAC ROSENBERG THOUGHT OF A BRITON ON THE SUBJUGATION OF SWITZERLAND by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE LAMENTATION OF THE OLD PENSIONER (2) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE PASTURE POND by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SEA LAVENDER by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |