MANY days have come and gone, Many suns have set and shone, HERRICK, since thou sang'st of Wake, Morris-dance and Barley-break; -- Many men have ceased from care, Many maidens have been fair, Since thou sang'st of JULIA'S eyes, JULIA'S lawns and tiffanies; -- Many things are past: but thou, GOLDEN-MOUTH, art singing now, Singing clearly as of old, And thy numbers are of gold! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REVIEW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE NEW CHURCH ORGAN by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON CARMEN BELLICOSUM by GUY HUMPHREYS MCMASTER THE MEDITATION OF THE OLD FISHERMAN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS DERELICT; A REMINISCENCE OF R.L.S.'S TREASURE ISLAND by YOUNG EWING ALLISON OF SIR PHILIP SIDNEY by JOHN BEAUMONT CAELI by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: BLUEBEARD by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |