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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BOUGH OF TIME, by ELLA YOUNG First Line: When all the years are shaken Last Line: From the bough of time. | |||
When all the years are shaken From the Bough of Time, Beloved we shall waken In some far golden clime, Where no dark hour can hold us Or bitter memory fold us And youth is ne'er o'ertaken By wintry Age's rime. There joy from height to hollow Will call on us to follow And starry blossoms swaying Will set our hearts a-maying And keep our feet delaying In that far golden clime. O would the years were shaken From the Bough of Time. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY LADY OF DREAMS by ELLA YOUNG THE ROSE OF SILENCE by ELLA YOUNG THE WIND FROM THE WEST by ELLA YOUNG REMBRANDT TO REMBRANDT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TO A MOSQUITO by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT UNWELCOME by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE TO A POET THAT DIED YOUNG by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY MACGREGOR'S GATHERING by WALTER SCOTT |
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