I HAD not known before Forever was so long a word. The slow stroke of the clock of time I had not heard. 'Tis hard to learn so late; It seems no sad heart really learns, But hopes and trusts and doubts and fears, And bleeds and burns. The night is not all dark, Nor is the day all it seems, But each may bring me this relief -- My dreams and dreams. I had not known before That Never was so sad a word, So wrap me in forgetfulness -- I have not heard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE YANKEE PRIVATEER by ARTHUR HALE THE CORAL GROVE by JAMES GATES PERCIVAL SATIRE: 3. TO SIR FRANCIS BRIAN by THOMAS WYATT LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 5. THE LOCH by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 22 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) TO A FRIEND, WITH A VOLUME OF VERSES by MATHILDE BLIND SONNET TO THE SEA SERPENT by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |