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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MAY MORNING, by UNA W. HARSEN
First Line: Taste to the full this fleeting hour
Last Line: Lest, with its passing, joy too shall depart.
Subject(s): May (month); Moon; Morning
First Line: Taste to the full this fleeting hour
Last Line: Lest, with its passing, joy too shall depart.
Subject(s): May (month); Moon; Morning
Taste to the full this fleeting hour.
(Who knows how much the future holds of pain?)
Twelve moons must wax,
Twelve moons must wane
Ere this bright beauty comes again.
(All summer's scorching heat,
All winter's stress
To build one perfect hour of happiness.)
Then seize this moment; bind it to your heart
Lest, with its passing, joy too shall depart.
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