Thy summer's day was long, but couldst thou think Deluded fool, it would for ever last? Thy sun indeed mid shrouding clouds, is fast Declining, and must soon for ever sink. But from the long foreboded gloom to shrink. Thus in the hopeless depths of languor cast, Declares thy brighter hours were idly past In thoughtless folly. Didst thou never think That all thy fond heart prized must pass away? And all those sparkling joys, even when most bright Were but as heavy drops which trembling play On the breeze-shaken leaf? Couldst thou delight With calm security through all the day? Nor seek a shelt'ring bower for sure approaching night? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER WRITING A POEM by DAVID IGNATOW TO THE ROCK THAT WILL BE A CORNERSTONE OF THE HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS ALIENS (TO YOU - EVERYWHERE! DEDICATED) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A NEW HYMN by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A MAN CHILD IS BORN (1839) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |