A little time for laughter, A little time to sing, A little time to kiss and cling, And no more kissing after. A little while for scheming Love's unperfected schemes; A little time for golden dreams, Then no more any dreaming. A little while 't was given To me to have thy love; Now, like a ghost, alone I move About a ruined heaven. A little time for speaking, Things sweet to say and hear; A time to seek, and find thee near, Then no more any seeking. A little time for saying Words the heart breaks to say; A short, sharp time wherein to pray, Then no more need for praying; But long, long years to weep in, And comprehend the whole Great grief that desolates the soul; And eternity to sleep in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPICOENE; OR, THE SILENT WOMAN: FREEDOM IN DRESS by BEN JONSON SONNET WRITTEN IN THE FALL OF 1914: 3 by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 18. AL-RAZZAK by EDWIN ARNOLD ON THE DEATH OF MRS. JENNINGS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD AUTUMN SOLILOQUY by ELSIE DINWIDDIE BARTLETT ON THE LIGHTHOUSE AT ANTIBES by MATHILDE BLIND |