Men say they know many things;

And in its fashion’s hourly changeIt all things else repairs.In vain I look for change abroad,And can no difference find,Till some new ray of peace uncalledIllumes my inmost mind.What is it gilds the trees and clouds,And paints the heavens so gay,But yonder fast-abiding lightWith its unchanging ray?Lo, when the sun streams through the wood,Upon a…

This golden youth long since was past,Its silver manhood went as fast,An iron age drew on at last;‘Tis vain its character to tell,The several fates which it befell,What year it died, when ’twill arise,We only know that here it lies.

Dangling this way and that, their linksWere made so loose and wide,Methinks,For milder weather.A bunch of violets without their roots,And sorrel intermixed,Encircled by a wisp of strawOnce coiled about their shoots,The lawBy which I’m fixed.A nosegay which Time clutched from outThose fair Elysian fields,With weeds and broken stems, in haste,Doth make the rabble routThat wasteThe…

Say, thou modern-winged antique,Was thy mistress ever sick?In each heaving of thy wingThou dost health and leisure bring,Thou dost waive disease and painAnd resume new life again.

within him, and he becomes immortal with herimmortality. From time to time she claimskindredship with us, and some globulefrom her veins steals up into our own.I am the autumnal sun,With autumn gales my race is run;When will the hazel put forth its flowers,Or the grape ripen under my bowers?When will the harvest or the hunter’s…

That in my action I may soar as highAs I can now discern with this clear eye.And next in value, which thy kindness lends,That I may greatly disappoint my friends,Howe’er they think or hope that it may be,They may not dream how thou’st distinguished me.That my weak hand may equal my firm faithAnd my life…