Do not say that life is waning, Or that hope's sweet day is set; While I've thee and love remaining, Life is in the horizon yet. Do not think those charms are flying, Tho' thy roses fade and fall; Beauty hath a grace undying, Which in thee survives them all. Not for charms, the newest, brightest, That on other cheeks may shine, Would I change the least, the slightest. That is lingering now o'er thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BRODSKY'S COLLECTED by MICHAEL S. HARPER BY THE POTOMAC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE SPANISH FRIAR: 1-3. LOVE'S DESPAIR by JOHN DRYDEN ODE TO FORTUNE by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK A SHORT SONG OF CONGRATULATION by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) |