THOUGH we repent, can any God give back The dear, lost days we might have made so fair -- Turn false to true, and carelessness to care And let us find again what now we lack? Oh, once, once more to tread the old-time track, The flowers we threw away once more to wear -- Though we repent, can any God give back The dear, lost days we might have made so fair? Who can repulse a stealthy ghost's attack -- Silence a voice that doth the midnight dare -- Make fresh hopes spring from grave-sod of despair -- Set free a tortured soul from memory's rack? Though we repent, can any God give back The dear, lost days we might have made so fair? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SNOW-FLAKES by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 13. TO AUTHOR OF MEMOIRS OF HOUSE OF BRANDENBURGH by MARK AKENSIDE MAXIMS FOR THE OLD HOUSE: THE EAVES by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH A PRAIRIE MOTHER'S LULLABY by EARL ALONZO BRININSTOOL REPEATED PILGRIMAGE by JOHN GILLAND BRUNINI THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: A DREAM by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON BY A NORFOLK BROAD by ADA CAMBRIDGE MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE EARL OF SOMERSET: FIRST SQUIRE (2) by THOMAS CAMPION |