Dear, farewell, a little while, Easy parting with a smile; Ev'ry object in thy way Makes thee innocently gay; All that thou can'st hear or see, All is novelty to thee. Thoughts of parents left behind Vex not yet thine infant mind; Why should then their hearts repine, Mournful theirs, and merry thine? 'Tis the world, the seeming wise Toil to make their children rise; While the heir that reaps their gains Thankless thinks not of their pains. Sportive youth in haste to live Heeds not ills that years may give: Age in woe and wisdom grey Vainly mourns for them that play. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TAY BRIDGE DISEASTER by WILLIAM MCGONAGALL THE NEW TIMON AND THE POETS by ALFRED TENNYSON A COWBOY ALONE WITH HIS CONSCIENCE by JAMES BARTON ADAMS PHRYGES: JUSTICE PROTECTS THE KING by AESCHYLUS DRINKING; PARAPHRASED by ANACREON A VINDICATION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |