WHISPERINGS, heard by wakeful maids , To whom the night- stars guide us; Stolen walks thro' moonlight shades, With those we love beside us, Hearts beating, At meeting; Tears starting, At parting; Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades! Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting! Wanderings far away from home, With life all new before us; Greetings warm, when home we come, From hearts whose prayers watched o'er us. Tears starting, At parting; Hearts beating, At meeting; Oh, sweet youth, how lost on some! To some, how bright and fleeting! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WATERS OF BABYLON by LOUIS UNTERMEYER PARTING AT MORNING by ROBERT BROWNING TO MY FIRST LOVE, MY MOTHER by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI YOUTH, DAY, OLD AGE AND NIGHT by WALT WHITMAN NETLEY ABBEY; A LEGEND OF HAMPSHIRE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 25 by BLISS CARMAN TO FALL by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN THE WOLF, THE HORNET, AND THE NIGHTINGALE by STANTON ARTHUR COBLENTZ |