A little time for laughter, A little time to sing, A little time to kiss and cling, And no more kissing after. A little while for scheming Love's unperfected schemes; A little time for golden dreams, Then no more any dreaming. A little while 't was given To me to have thy love; Now, like a ghost, alone I move About a ruined heaven. A little time for speaking, Things sweet to say and hear; A time to seek, and find thee near, Then no more any seeking. A little time for saying Words the heart breaks to say; A short, sharp time wherein to pray, Then no more need for praying; But long, long years to weep in, And comprehend the whole Great grief that desolates the soul; And eternity to sleep in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THREE STEPS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE SENTINEL; TO MY FRIEND by JOSEPH BEAUMONT ON MR. FREDERICK PORTER'S ROOM OF PICTURES, 1930 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SUMMING UP ITALY; INSCRIBED TO INTELLIGENT PUBLICS OUT OF IT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE SOLDIER'S GRAVE by ADA CAMBRIDGE TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. FORMS ETERNAL AS THE MOUNTAINS by EDWARD CARPENTER |