Come, chase that starting tear away, Ere mine to meet it springs; To-night, at least, to-night be gay, Whate'er to-morrow brings! Like sunset gleams that linger late When all is dark'ning fast, Are hours like these we snatch from Fate -- The brightest and the last. To gild our dark'ning life, if Heaven But one bright hour allow, Oh! think that one bright hour is given, In all its splendour, now! Let's live it out -- then sink in night Like waves that from the shore One minute swell -- are touched with light -- Then lost for evermore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LWONESOMENESS by WILLIAM BARNES THE LITTLE BLACK-EYED REBEL by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON THE BOOK [OF THE WORLD] by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN THE DAY OF JUDGEMENT by JONATHAN SWIFT SONG OF THE SPANISH JEWS by GRACE AGUILAR GREAT THOUGHTS by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY |