STILL shines our August day, as calm, as bright As when, long years ago, we sailied away Down the blue Narrows and the widening bay Into the wrinkling ocean's flashing light; And the whole universe of sound and sight Repeats the radiance of that festal day. But for the inward eye no power can stay The fleeting splendor of our youth's delight. Still shines our August day, -- but not for me The old enchantment, -- when, by care and sorrow Untried, the hopeful heart was ever free To greet the morn as herald of like morrow. Yet shine, fair day! And let my soul from thee Hope, faith, and strength for life's dim future borrow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TROUBLE IN DE KITCHEN by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ODE ON A GRECIAN URN by JOHN KEATS MEMORIAL TO D.C.: 2. PRAYER TO PERSEPHONE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY VISIONS OF THE WORLDS VANITIE by EDMUND SPENSER THE SULTANA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE WOLF AND SHEPHERDS; A FABLE by JAMES BEATTIE |