'TWAS but for a moment -- and yet in that time She crowded th' impressions of many an hour Her eye had a glow like the sun of her clime, Which waked every feeling at once into flower! Oh! could we have stolen but one rapturous day, To renew such impressions again and again, The things we should look, and imagine and say Would be worth all the life we had wasted till then! What we had not the leisure or language to speak, We should find some more exquisite mode of revealing, And, between us, should feel just as much in a week, As others would take a millennium in feeling! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FAMINE YEAR by JANE FRANCESCA WILDE PSALM 21. DOMINE IN VIRTUTE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE MARY QUAYLE; THE CURATE'S STORY by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE FIRE SIDE; A PASTORAL SOLILOQUY by ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE STANZAS ON THE THREATENED INVASION, 1803 by THOMAS CAMPBELL FLYING BLOSSOMS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |