Dramatic Scenes With Other Poems, Now First Printed. By Barry Cornwall [i.e. Bryan Waller Procter]. Illustrated |
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THE PAST.
Mourn for the Rose!
The Rose who left her vernal halls unblown;
And fronting all the winds with bosom bare,
Was overthrown!
The Rose who left her vernal halls unblown;
And fronting all the winds with bosom bare,
Was overthrown!
Mourn for the Past!
The Past that was so pleasant once, so bright:
The Dawn, the Noon, before we felt the Eve
That brings the Night.
The Past that was so pleasant once, so bright:
The Dawn, the Noon, before we felt the Eve
That brings the Night.
The temple falls,
And the bird buildeth in the ruined tower;
And we, who once were strong, are crumbling fast,
Power by Power!
And the bird buildeth in the ruined tower;
And we, who once were strong, are crumbling fast,
Power by Power!
No Life, no Love
Resumes its morning: What is past is past!
Ay even Time, if Hebrew songs be true,
Must die at last!
Resumes its morning: What is past is past!
Ay even Time, if Hebrew songs be true,
Must die at last!
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