Sleep not dream not this bright day Will not cannot last for aye Bliss like thine is bought by years Dark with torment and with tears Sweeter far than placid pleasure Purer higher beyond measure Yet alas the sooner turning Into hopeless endless mourning I love thee boy for all divine All full of God thy features shine Darling enthusiast holy child Too good for this world's warring wild Too heavenly now but doomed to be Hell-like in heart and misery And what shall change that angel brow And quench that spirit's glorious glow Relentless laws that disallow True virtue and true joy below And blame me not if when the dread Of suffering clouds thy youthful head If when by crime and sorrow tos[t] Thy wandering bark is wrecked and los[t] I too depart I too decline And make thy path no longer mine 'Tis thus that human minds will turn All doomed alike to sin and mourn Yet all with long gaze fixed afar Adoring virtue's distant star | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 36. LIFE-IN-LOVE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE ABSTINENT LOVER by ABUL BAHR CELEBRATION ODE by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN DRUM TAPS TO HEAVEN by JAMES CHURCH ALVORD MISADVENTURES AT MARGATE; A LEGEND OF JARVIS'S JETTY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM THE CYNOTAPH by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM PSALM 35. JUDICA DOMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |