IN those eyes that glisten as in pity for my pain, Are they gems, or only dew-drops? Can they, will they long remain? Why the strength of tyrant beauty thus, with seeming ruth restrain? Better breathe my last before thee, than in lingering grief remain. To yon planet, Fate has given every month to wax and wane; And -- thy world of blushing brightness, -- can it, will it long remain? Asuf! why in mournful numbers, of thine absence thus complain, Chance has join'd us, chance has parted! -- nought on earth can long remain. In the world mayst thou, beloved! live exempt from grief and pain. On my lips the breath is fleeting -- can it, will it long remain? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SONG MAKER by SARA TEASDALE WINDSOR FOREST by ALEXANDER POPE MOTHER HEART by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER MEADOW-SAFFRON by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE TO HIS DEAR FRIEND THOMAS RANDOLPH, ON HIS COMEDY 'THE JEALOUS LOVERS' by RICHARD BENEFIELD THE ROBIN REDBREAST by MATHILDE BLIND IN THE KING'S ENGLISH by BERTON BRALEY |