In full effulgence flood the world with light, O Sun, thy fiery course soon run and die; And on fleet-footed flying steps, O Night, Wheeling thy million fires in haste pass by; Haste, Life, and breathe this lingering day away, As frozen breath upon the winter air, That suffers for the instant swift delay, But melts ere eye has time to trace it there; Or else with dreamless opiate come, O Sleep, And shutting out this slow-paced lapse of things, In deepest slumber this sad present steep, Until the morrow all its promise brings: So would I cheat slow Time, who now cheats me, And holds me bond, where Love alone can make me free. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: LAMBERT HUTCHINS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: SARAH BROWN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPRING BLIZZARD by JAMES GALVIN LETHE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON WHERE? by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |