Do not say that life is waning, Or that hope's sweet day is set; While I've thee and love remaining, Life is in the horizon yet. Do not think those charms are flying, Tho' thy roses fade and fall; Beauty hath a grace undying, Which in thee survives them all. Not for charms, the newest, brightest, That on other cheeks may shine, Would I change the least, the slightest. That is lingering now o'er thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VISION OF BELSHAZZAR by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE ROLLING ENGLISH ROAD by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON MORTAL COMBAT by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE THE CHILDREN by CHARLES MONROE DICKINSON THE INDIAN EMPEROR: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN THE TEMPEST: PROLOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN AN APPEAL TO CATS IN THE BUSINESS OF LOVE; SONG by THOMAS FLATMAN |