Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO HER WHO WISHED ME TO FORGET HER, by JOHN CHALK CLARIS First Line: Forget thee! No, that wish is vain Last Line: To think it has not poisoned thine! Alternate Author Name(s): Brooke, Arthur Subject(s): Forgetfulness; Love; Memory | ||||||||
XII. 1. FORGET thee! no, that wish is vain Through every chance and change of ill This hopeless heart, this aching brain, Shall guard thy worshipped image still. 2. That image which from boyhood's hour, Though sometimes in the shifting scene I missed awhile its purer power, Hath still my fancy's idol been. 3. And what my spirit's worst despair Could ne'er resign through all the past, Now stamped again so freshly there Shall lingering haunt me to the last. 4. And though the path before me spread Can lead but through a waste of pain, I'll think at every step I tread Thy smile may meet me once again. 5. That sometimes as I range along The desert of my future doom, Thy star-light look the clouds among May brighten life's surrounding gloom. 6. Yes, where my sighs can never reach From far I shall behold thee shining, And Time perhaps may almost teach My soul to gaze without repining. 7. But rather bless the kind decree Which kept thy cup unmixed with mine; My bitter draught will sweeter be To think it has not poisoned thine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY AS A HEARING AID by TONY HOAGLAND THE SAME QUESTION by JOHN HOLLANDER FORGET HOW TO REMEMBER HOW TO FORGET by JOHN HOLLANDER ON THAT SIDE by LAWRENCE JOSEPH MEMORY OF A PORCH by DONALD JUSTICE BEYOND THE HUNTING WOODS by DONALD JUSTICE A NIGHT THOUGHT; WRITTEN IN ILLNESS by JOHN CHALK CLARIS AN INVITATION TO CELEBRATE THE BIRTHDAY OF THE POET MOORE by JOHN CHALK CLARIS |
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