TIME flits away, time flits away, lady; Alas, not time, but we Whose childish limbs once skipped so fairily, And still to dance are free. Things are forgot, things are forgot, lady; Alas, not things alone, But dames whose sweet, sweet names chimed airily Are no more loved or known. How bright those stars! and think, each bright star stays, Though all else fair be brief; Leisure have they and peace and length of days And love, 'tis my belief. For Love gives light, Love vows his light will last, And Love instilleth peace... As lake returns the star-rays downward cast, Be thou the Love, Love sees. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 5 by EZRA POUND THE FORSAKEN MERMAN by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN by ROBERT BROWNING IN THIS DARK HOUSE by EDWARD DAVISON THE MILL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |