AH, then how sweetly closed those crowded days! The minutes parting one by one, like rays That fade upon a summer's eve. But O, what charm or magic numbers Can give me back the gentle slumbers Those weary, happy days did leave? When by my bed I saw my mother kneel, And with her blessing took her nightly kiss; Whatever time destroys, he cannot this; -- E'en now that nameless kiss I feel. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEDITATION ON A JUNE EVENING by CONRAD AIKEN ELEGY FOR AN ENEMY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET JASPER by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON HEGIRA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO MAY HOWARD JACKSON - SCULPTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |