Though you are in your shining days, Voices among the crowd And new friends busy with your praise, Be not unkind or proud, But think about old friends the most: Time's bitter flood will rise, Your beauty perish and be lost For all eyes but these eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPIRIT WHOSE WORK IS DONE (WASHINGTON CITY, 1865) by WALT WHITMAN THE INVITATION by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD FEATHERSTONHAUGH by BARCROFT HENRY BOAKE INTRUSION by MAXWELL BODENHEIM THE WINGED VICTORY by LORAINE S. BRADFORD THE VISION OF THE ARCHANGELS by RUPERT BROOKE EAST WIND by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN |