O WHITHER dost thou flye? Cannot my vow Intreat thee tarry? Thou wert here but now, And thou art gone: like ships which plough the sea, And leave no print for man to tracke their way. O unseene wealth! who thee did husband, can Out-vie the jewels of the ocean, The mines of th'earth! One sigh well spent in thee Had beene a purchase for eternity! We will not loose thee then. Castara, where Shall we find out this hidden sepulcher; And wee'le revive him. Not the cruell stealth Of fate shall rob us of so great a wealth. Undone in thrift! while we besought his stay, Ten of his fellow moments fled away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER COMFORTETH HIMSELF WITH THE WORTHINESS OF HIS LOVE by HENRY HOWARD THE CROPPY BOY: (A BALLAD OF '98) by WILLIAM B. MCBURNEY TO CHILDREN: 3. THE GOLDEN DAY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 137 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE SHANAHAN'S OULD QUEEN by GERALD BRENNAN |