CARESS'D or chidden by the slender hand, And singing airy trifles this or that, Light Hope at Beauty's call would perch and stand, And run thro' every change of sharp and flat; And Fancy came and at her pillow sat, When Sleep had bound her in his rosy band, And chased away the still-recurring gnat, And woke her with a lay from fairy land. But now they live with Beauty less and less, For Hope is other Hope and wanders far, Nor cares to lisp in love's delicious creeds; And Fancy watches in the wilderness, Poor Fancy sadder than a single star, That sets at twilight in a land of reeds. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN OF THE WEST by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN THE TWO GLASSES by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 22. AL-BASIT by EDWIN ARNOLD TO THE HONOURABLE AND VIRTUOUS LADY, THE LADY TASBURGH by WILLIAM BASSE INACCESSIBILITY IN THE BATTLEFIELD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |