TIME has no flight -- 't is we who speed along; The days and nights are but the same as when The earth awoke with the first rush of song, And felt the swiftly passing feet of men. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ROSE AND THE BEE by SARA TEASDALE EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: BATTERIES OUT OF AMMUNITION by RUDYARD KIPLING A SONG OF DAWN AT DUSK by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PATERNITY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: FATIMA by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON INDIVIDUALITY by ADA CAMBRIDGE |