Another man would hope no more;
Nor hope I what I hop’d before:
But let not this last wish be vain;
Deceive, deceive me once again!
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Heartsease—of all earth’s flowers most rare;Bring it; and bring enough for two.
THERE falls with every wedding chime
You pick it up, and say “How fairTo look upon its colors are!”Another drops day after dayUnheeded; not one word you say.When bright and dusky are blown past,Upon the hearse there nods the last.
YOUR pleasures spring like daisies in the grass,
From you, Ianthe, little troubles passLike little ripples in a sunny river.
To my ninth decade I have tottered on,
She, who once led me where she would, is gone,So when he calls me, Death shall find me ready.
Tell me not what too well I know
Yes, in Thalia’s sonSuch stains there are—as when a GraceSprinkles another’s laughing faceWith nectar, and runs on.
Catch her and hold her if you can–
Shuts, opens, and then holds it spreadIn threatening guise over your head.Ah! why did you not start beforeShe reached the porch and closed the door?Simpleton! Will you never learnThat girls and time will not return;Of each you should have made the most;Once gone, they are forever lost.In vain your knuckles knock your brow,In vain will…