Though fast youth's glorious fable flies, View not the world with worldling's eyes; Nor turn with weather of the time. Foreclose the coming of surprise: Stand where Posterity shall stand; Stand where the Ancients stood before, And, dipping in lone founts thy hand, Drink of the never-varying lore: Wise once, and wise thence evermore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BY THE PACIFIC by HERBERT BASHFORD SALLY SIMKIN'S LAMENT by THOMAS HOOD VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1880 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI EPIGRAM: 18. THE ENEMY OF LIFE by THOMAS WYATT SONNET: TO L.T. IN FLORENCE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE TELLTALE by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN |