Remember three things come not back: The arrow sent upon its track It will not swerve, it will not stay Its speed; it flies to wound, or slay. The spoken word so soon forgot By thee; but it has perished not; In other hearts 'tis living still And doing work for good or ill. And the lost opportunity That cometh back no more to thee, In vain thou weepest, in vain dost yearn, Those three will nevermore return. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE VILLAGE by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONTRA MORTEM: THE WOMAN'S GENITALS by HAYDEN CARRUTH BEARING LEAVES AGAIN by DAVID IGNATOW GLAMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A MENDOCINO MEMORY by EDWIN MARKHAM TO HELEN KELLER - HUMANITARIAN, SOCIAL DEMOCRAT, GREAT SOUL by EDWIN MARKHAM DOMESDAY BOOK: CONSIDER FREELAND by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |