(E. F. B.) 'FOR old sake's sake!' 'Twere hard to choose Words fitter for an old-world Muse Than these, that in their cadence bring Faint fragrance of the posy-ring, And charms that rustic lovers use. The long day lengthens, and we lose The first pale flush, the morning hues, -- Ah! but the back-look, lingering, For old sake's sake! That we retain. Though Time refuse To lift the veil on forward views, Despot in most, he is not king Of those kind memories that cling Around his travelled avenues For old sake's sake! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DESCRIPTION OF SPRING by HENRY HOWARD THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI IN THE FOREST by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS CURIOUSLY EVANESCENT by EVA K. ANGLESBURG EPITAPH ON THE SECRETARY TO THE MUSES by JANE BARKER SONNET: 8. TO THE RIVER ITCHIN, NEAR WINTON by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES A LETTER TO HER HUSBAND by ANNE BRADSTREET |