I HAVE lost my life, I have lost my strength And joy, and hope that lingered long, And, losing all, have lost at length The spirit and the pride of song. How quickly spent a man's desire Falls from the mistress of his youth! And so I loved, and so I tire Of my last mistress, ay, of Truth. And yet she is immortal; they Who, ere they know her, pass away, Have wasted foolish years: My God, Thy creature answers Thee; One only good remains with me, The memory of tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROBERT GOULD SHAW by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SUNSET WINGS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI POLLY BE-EN UPZIDES WI' TOM by WILLIAM BARNES THE COMPLAINT by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN VOICES BY A RIVER by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |