YESTERDAY I heard that such-a-one was gone; This morning they tell me that so-and-so is dead. Of friends and acquaintances more than two-thirds Have suffered change and passed to the Land of Ghosts. Those that are gone I shall not see again; They, alas, are for ever finished and done. Those that are left, -- where are they now? They are all scattered, -- a thousand miles away. Those I have known and loved through all my life, On the fingers of my hand -- how many do I count? Only the prefects of T'ung, Kuo and Li And Feng Province -- just those four. Longing for each other we are all grown gray; Through the Fleeting World rolled like a wave in the stream. Alas that the feasts and frolics of old days Have withered and vanished, bringing us to this! When shall we meet and drink a cup of wine And laughing gaze into each other's eyes? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANOTHER DARK LADY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE CHILD'S FIRST GRIEF by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS PSALM 73 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE FRIENDSHIP'S BLACK AND WHITE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE CLOUD ON THE WAY by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. IN EXTREME AGE by EDWARD CARPENTER |