Sit down, sad soul and count The moments flying Come, tell the sweet amount That 's lost by sighing! How many smiles? -- a score? Then laugh, and count no more; For day is dying! Lie down, sad soul, and sleep, And no more measure The flight of time, nor weep The loss of leisure; But here, by this lone stream, Lie down with us, and dream Of starry treasure! We dream: do thou the same; We love, -- forever; We laugh, yet few we shame, -- The gentle never. Stay then, till sorrow dies; Then -- I hope and happy skies Are thine forever! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 1: 8. DEPARTURE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE ODE ON SOLITUDE (FINAL PRINTED VERSION) by ALEXANDER POPE SONNETS FOR PICTURES: A VENETIAN PASTORAL (BY GIOGIONE) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI RIVALRY IN LOVE by WILLIAM WALSH (1663-1707) MANDRAKE'S SONG; FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |