The dreams of my heart and my mind pass, Nothing stays with me long, But I have had from a child The deep solace of song; If that should ever leave me, Let me find death and stay With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten Like the rain of yesterday. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIMBO by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE MINIVER CHEEVY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON VERLAINE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 71 by PHILIP SIDNEY CAFE TORTONI ('81) by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |