OH, Youth! when all seems bright and fair, Hope's golden visions glowing, No sorrow chills thy gentle air, No care its shade is throwing: When Pleasure springs on every side, To fill the hours with sweetness, We see no monitor beside, To warn us of their fleetness! Joy in thy youth, while yet thou may, For e'en while life is glowing, There is some sorrow on its way, Thy tears will soon be flowing; Life is not all of sunny hours, Each heart knows some great sorrow, Thorns lie concealed beneath the flowers, To wound us on the morrow! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TREKKING THE HILLS OF NORTHERN THAILAND by KAREN SWENSON A CRADLE SONG, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE QUESTION ANSWER'D by WILLIAM BLAKE THERE IS NO NATURAL RELIGION (B) by WILLIAM BLAKE A THOUGHT SUGGESTED BY A VIEW, OF SADDLEBACK IN CUMBERLAND by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE EPITAPH FOR ONE WHO WOULD NOT BE BURIED IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by ALEXANDER POPE |