Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SWIFTLY THE DAYS FLY PAST, by GIUSEPPE PARINI Poet's Biography Last Line: Unto our parting day Subject(s): Friendship; Time; Transcience; Aging | ||||||||
Swiftly the days fly past Of my beloved state, Once on the downward slope The years precipitate. The Fair, alas, whose tongues Are nimble in deceit. This one unwelcome truth Incessantly repeat; And with a heedless glance And with cold bearing: " Nay, We are no more for thee," Clearly I hear them say. They flock and flutter hence To join youth's merry bands, Loquaciously they ply Their eyes, their feet and hands. The remedy? Needs must I bathe my lids in tears? Far wiser 'twere to make The best of these last years. Of tender myrtles I In Gnidus culled my share, Let others now with Love Unto those regions fare. Let lovely ladies turn White shoulders unto me, O not with them the last Of all my pleasures flee! To Bacchus and good friends My future days I vow; Ivy, since myrtles fade, Shall crown my hoary brow. O harp, wherefore this string That used to thrill to love? In my new pleasure's praise Discordant thou dost prove! Now I delight to sing Among my gay friends here, The while I pour forth wine And drink to their good cheer. Let fickle Venus go, Together with the flowers; Thou, Lyaeus, dost console Through the long winter hours! With ardent youth 'tis meet That love should pass away, But friendship doth endure Unto our parting day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER THE GENTLE POET KOBAYASHI ISSA by ROBERT HASS MEMORY AS A HEARING AID by TONY HOAGLAND AMOROSA AND COMPANY by CONRAD AIKEN GRAY WEATHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS FROM THE SPANISH by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ONCE MORE THE ROSE DOTH BLOOM by GIUSEPPE PARINI |
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