Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FLORENCE; APRIL FIRST, by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL Poet's Biography First Line: Come, let us be the willing fools Last Line: Trust we the larger sea. Subject(s): April; Time | ||||||||
COME, let us be the willing fools Of April's earliest day, And dream we own all pleasant things The years have reft away. 'T is but to take the poet's wand, A touch or here or there, And I have lost that ancient stoop, And you are young and fair. Ah, no! The years that gave and took Have left with you and me The wisdom of the widening stream; Trust we the larger sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND A DECANTER OF MADEIRA, AGED 86, TO GEORGE BANCROFT, AGED 86 by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL HOW THE CUMBERLAND WENT DOWN [MARCH 8, 1862] by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL |
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