Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by DAVID MACBETH MOIR Poet's Biography First Line: How change our days! Not oftener doth its hue Last Line: Another generation earth prefers! Alternate Author Name(s): Delta Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
How change our days! not oftener doth its hue The lank chameleon change, than we our joys; The bliss that feeds upon the heart destroys; Little is done, while much remains to do: We fix our eyes on phantoms and pursue; We chase the airy bubbles of the brain; We leave, for Fancy's lures, the fix'd and true; Destroy what time hath spared, yet build again: Years o'er us pass, and age, that comes to few, Comes but to tell them they have lived in vain; Sin blightsDeath scattersHope misleadsThought errs Joy's icicles melt down before Time's sun And, ere the ebbing sands of life be run, Another generation earth prefers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND THE RUSTIC LAD'S LAMENT IN THE TOWN by DAVID MACBETH MOIR |
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