SEE me no more on earth, I pray; Thy picture, in my memory now, Is fair as morn, and fresh as May! Few were as beautiful as thou! And still I see that willowy form -- And still that cheek like roses dyed -- And still that dark eye, deep and warm -- Thy look of love -- thy step of pride! -- Thy memory is a star to me, More bright as day-beams fade and flee. But thou, indeed! -- Ah! years have fled, And thou, like others, changed the while -- For joy upon the lip lies dead If pain but cloud the sunny smile! And care will make the roses pale, And tears will soil the lily's whiteness, And ere life's lamp begins to fail The eye forgets its trick of brightness! Look for the rose of dawn at noon, And weep for beauty lost as soon! @3Cold words that hide the envious thought!@1 I could not bear thy face to see -- But oh, 'tis not that time has wrought A change in features dear to me! No! had it been my lot to share The fragrance of the flower decay'd -- If I had borne but half the care That on thy brow its burden laid -- If in @3my@1 love thou'dst burn'd away, The ashes still had warm'd the heart so cold to-day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OVIDIAN ELEGIAC METRE, DESCRIBED AND EXEMPLIFIED by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE UNTO US A SON IS GIVEN by ALICE MEYNELL AN ATHENIAN GARDEN by TRUMBULL STICKNEY WINE AND CITRON by ABU ABD ALLAH THE GLASSES AND THE BIBLE by ST. CLAIR ADAMS AVIENUS: TO HIS FRIENDS by RUFUS FESTUS AVIENUS |