AFTER a little while, When all the glories of the night and day Have fled for aye; From Friendship's glance and Beauty's winsome smile, I pass away, After a little while. After a little while, The snow will fall from time and trial shocks, Down these dark locks; Then gliding onward to the Golden Isle, I pass the rocks, After a little while. After a little while, Perchance, when Youth is blazoned on my brow, As Hope is now, I fade and quiver in this dim defile, A fruitless bough, After a little while. After a little while, And clouds that shimmer on the robes of June And vestal moon No more my vagrant fancies can beguile— I slumber soon, After a little while. After a little while, The birds will serenade in bush and tree, But not for me; On billows duskier than the gloomy Nile My barque must be— After a little while. After a little while, The cross will glisten and the thistles wave Above my grave, And planets smile; Sweet Lord! then pillowed on Thy gentle breast, I fain would rest, After a little while. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE REALM OF FANCY by JOHN KEATS THE TWINS by HENRY SAMBROOKE LEIGH THE SILENT VOICES by ALFRED TENNYSON SIX TOWN ECLOGUES: SATURDAY; THE SMALL-POX by MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU A CHRISTMAS CAMP ON THE SAN GABR'EL by AMELIA EDITH HUDDLESTON BARR SUNDERED PATHS by MATHILDE BLIND A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 21 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |