Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OUR THRONES DECAY, by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: I said my pleasure shall not move Last Line: It turns to dust beneath the years. Alternate Author Name(s): A. E. Subject(s): Love - Complaints; Pleasure; Time | ||||||||
I SAID my pleasure shall not move; It is not fixed in things apart: Seeking not lovebut yet to love I put my trust in mine own heart. I knew the fountain of the deep Wells up with living joy, unfed: Such joys the lonely heart may keep, And love grow rich with love unwed. Still flows the ancient fount sublime; But, ah, for my heart, shed tears, shed tears; Not it, but love, has scorn of time; It turns to dust beneath the years. | 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 A SUMMER NIGHT by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL |
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