Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONG (1), by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON First Line: Tell me not of joys departed Last Line: Wither'd by no sigh, no tear! | ||||||||
Tell me not of joys departed, Or of childhood's happy hour! When unconsciously I sported, Fresh as morning's dewy flower! Tell me not of fair hopes blasted, Or of unrequited love! Tell me not of fortune wasted, Or the web which Fate hath wove! One fond wish I long have cherish'd, I have twined it round my heart! While all other hopes have perish'd, I with that could never part. On life's troubled, stormy ocean That bright star still shone serene! To that star, my heart's devotion Rose, at morning, and at e'en! And the hope that led me onward, Like a beacon shining brigh,, Was -- that when this form had moulder'd I might wake to realms of light! Wake to bliss -- that changes never! Wake no more to hope or fear! Wake to joys that bloom for ever! Wither'd by no sigh, no tear! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG (2) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A SONG (IN IMITATION OF THE SCOTCH) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A VIEW OF DEATH by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON ALONZO AND IMANEL by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMERICA by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMERICAN POETRY; A FRAGMENT by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMIR KHAN by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AN ACROSTIC: THE MOON by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AN ACROSTIC: THE SUN by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AN ADDRESS TO MY MUSE by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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