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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I AM TIRED OF ALL THE YEARS CAN GIVE, by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS Poet's Biography Last Line: My life is all but death Alternate Author Name(s): Myers, Frederic Subject(s): Death; Weariness; Transcience | |||
I am tired of all the years can give, I am weary of all these things; Tho' men should ask, I would not live The life of seers or kings. I care no more to learn or teach, I love no more my breath, And all but silence is my speech, My life is all but death | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOODNESS by ANDREA HOLLANDER BUDY TO TELL THE BEAUTY WOULD DECREASE by EMILY DICKINSON SPEED THE PARTING - by ELINOR WYLIE YOUTH IS SWEET AND WELL by LORENZO DE' MEDICI THE BLOOM HATH FLED THY CHEEK, MARY by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL SWIFTLY THE DAYS FLY PAST by GIUSEPPE PARINI O NOW, ALTHOUGH THE YEAR BE DONE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON SIT DOON BY ME, MY CANTY FREEND by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON ON A GRAVE AT GRINDELWALD by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS |
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