Why should I strive to express it? What should I care? Ye will not know nor confess it How she was fair. Fades the song ere I begin it, Falters and dies:''" Ah! had you seen her a minute,''" Looked in her eyes! When she and I shall be lying Dust at your feet, Hours such as these shall be flying, Life be as sweet,''" Women as lovely hereafter, Tender and wise, Born with her bloom and her laughter,''" Not with her eyes! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAARLEM HEIGHTS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN ESTONIAN BRIDAL SONG by JOHANN GOTTFRIED VON HERDER THE STENOGRAPHERS by PATRICIA KATHLEEN PAGE HESPERIA by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE BREAK, BREAK, BREAK by ALFRED TENNYSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 85. AL-MUKSIT by EDWIN ARNOLD |