Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WRINKLES, by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR Poet's Biography First Line: When helen first saw wrinkles in her face Last Line: "well, and what matters it, while thou art too!" Subject(s): Aging; Love; Wrinkles | ||||||||
When Helen first saw wrinkles in her face ('Twas when some fifty long had settled there And intermarried and brancht off awide) She threw herself upon her couch and wept: On this side hung her head, and over that Listlessly she let fall the faithless brass That made the men as faithless. But when you Found them, or fancied them, and would not hear That they were only vestiges of smiles, Or the impression of some amorous hair Astray from cloistered curls and roseate band, Which had been lying there all night perhaps Upon a skin so soft, "No, no," you said, "Sure, they are coming, yes, are come, are here: Well, and what matters it, while thou art too!" | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...WRINKLY LADY DANCER by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER THE SHADOW OF THE YEARS by BERTON BRALEY WHEN I AM OLD by MIRIAM DEL BANCO UPON WRINKLES by ROBERT HERRICK THE OLD MEN by PATRICK MACGILL MY LOVE by EDWARD NOYES POMEROY COMPLETELY SEDUCED by DI BRANDT REFLECTIONS OF LA VIEJA by ALMA CERVANTES |
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