List, all that love light mirth, light tears , and all That know the heart of shameful loves, or pure; List, all that love light mirth, light tears, and all That know delights depart, desires endure, That know the heart of shameful loves, or pure; A fevered tribe of ghosts funereal, That know delights depart, desires endure, Widowed of dead delights gone out of call; A fevered tribe of ghosts funereal, List, all that deem the glory of the rose Widowed of dead delights gone out of call; Is brief as last year's suns, or last year's snows List, all that deem the glory of the rose The new suns melt from off the sundial. Is brief as last year's suns, or last year's snows The new suns melt from off the sundial. All this your master Villon knew and sung; All this your master Villon knew and sung; Despised delights, and faint foredone desire; Despised delights, and faint foredone desire, And shame, a deathless worm, a quenchless fire; And shame, a deathless worm, a quenchless fire; And laughter from the heart's last sorrow wrung, And laughter from the heart's last sorrow wrung, When half-repentance but makes evil whole, When half-repentance but makes evil whole, And prayer that cannot help wears out the soul. And prayer that cannot help wears out the soul. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUDMOUTH DEARS by THOMAS HARDY ON LAYING THE CORNER-STONE OF THE BUNKER HILL MOMUMENT by JOHN PIERPONT WE'LL GO NO MORE THE WOODLAND WAY by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE ROUNDEL FOR THESE TIMES by ADELIA DOOLITTLE BAUER THE CHASE OF THE METAPHOR by RICHARD BLACKMORE QUEEN MARY'S LETTER TO BOTHWELL by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |