Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 45. A LITTLE WHILE, by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: A little while, a little while, - and then Last Line: And shelley's risen soul my soul may know. | ||||||||
A little while, a little while,and then, Ye roses and ye lilies all, farewell! Farewell, each valley and soft fern-deep dell: I shall not meet your tender gaze again. I pass for ever from the sight of men To lands wherein the souls of poets dwell: Things wait me sweeter than my harp may tell To coarse unspiritual earth-denizen. Farewell, ye English mountains, and the red Roses that round the fair land fragrance shed! Beyond the land of roses now I go. Farewell, ye seas that on the old shores break! Keats' eyes may dawn upon me when I wake, And Shelley's risen soul my soul may know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PRAYER by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A VINDICATION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AN ACTOR'S REMINISCENCES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AUTUMN MESSAGES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ENVOI: DEATH (1) by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ENVOI: DEATH (2) by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) FOR EVER AND EVERMORE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) IF ONLY THOU ART TRUE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) LILIES: 1. THE GREAT WAVE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) LILIES: 10. SOUL-PAIN by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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