There's nothing in the world that clings As does a memory that stings; While happy hours fade and pass, Like shadows in a looking-glass. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRANSIENCE OF HANDS by KAREN SWENSON THE LAIRD O' COCKPEN by CAROLINA OLIPHANT NAIRNE SONNET: TO SLEEP by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH TO MY FRIENDS, WHO RIDICULED A TENDER LEAVE-TAKING by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE ROCK OF LIBERTY; A PILGRIM ODE, 1620-1920: 3. ACHIEVEMENT by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN ON THE BEACH; LINES BY A PRIVATE TUTOR by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY |