One life; one chance; one woman to adore; One rose to worship:—once and never again Love to our bosom with sweet tears to strain; Once to kiss soft lips on some moonlit shore: Once all our soul in music to outpour, And once to enter Passion's golden fane, And once to launch upon the foamy main Of wild Romance where poets sank of yore:— Just once, and then the end;—one chance we have, One life for singing,—then our lips are sealed, And over us the green grass of the field And the green fern-fronds and white roses wave: One life for music,—then the silent grave, And lands where never morning bugle pealed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...QUATORZAINS: 5. TO NIGHT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE PRETTY GIRL OF LOCH DAN by SAMUEL FERGUSON THE OLD SHIPS by JAMES ELROY FLECKER THE HARVEST MOON; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW A CALL TO ARMS by MARY RAYMOND SHIPMAN ANDREWS |