WHISPERINGS, heard by wakeful maids , To whom the night- stars guide us; Stolen walks thro' moonlight shades, With those we love beside us, Hearts beating, At meeting; Tears starting, At parting; Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades! Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting! Wanderings far away from home, With life all new before us; Greetings warm, when home we come, From hearts whose prayers watched o'er us. Tears starting, At parting; Hearts beating, At meeting; Oh, sweet youth, how lost on some! To some, how bright and fleeting! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WARRIOR'S PRAYER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE SECRETARY; WRITTEN AT THE HAGUE, 1696 by MATTHEW PRIOR UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 21. REQUIEM by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON AT CAMDEN by KATHARINE LEE BATES TO A FRIEND by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE MIDNIGHT MASS; AN INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION by ADA CAMBRIDGE |