FAIR Life, thou dear companion of my days -- Life with the rose-red lips and shining eyes -- That led'st me through my Youth's glad Paradise, And stand'st beside me still, in these dull ways My older feet must tread, the tangled maze Where cares beset me and fresh foes surprise; On the keen wind and from the far-off skies Is borne a whisper, which my heart dismays, That thou and I must part. Beloved so long, Wilt thou not stay with me, inconstant Love? Nay, then, the cry upon the wind grows strong -- I must without thee fresh adventure prove; And yet it may be I but do thee wrong, And I shall find thee waiting where I rove. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOT ONE TO SPARE by ETHEL LYNN BEERS A CHILD'S EVENING PRAYER by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TO PRIMROSES FILLED WITH MORNING DEW by ROBERT HERRICK BALLAD OF THE WOMEN OF PARIS by FRANCOIS VILLON THE PALM TREE by ABD-AR RAHMAN I LYNTON VERSES: 2 by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |