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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE MOMENT LAST PAST, by WILLIAM HABINGTON Poet's Biography First Line: O whither dost thou flye? Cannot my vow Last Line: Ten of his fellow moments fled away. Subject(s): Time | |||
O WHITHER dost thou flye? Cannot my vow Intreat thee tarry? Thou wert here but now, And thou art gone: like ships which plough the sea, And leave no print for man to tracke their way. O unseene wealth! who thee did husband, can Out-vie the jewels of the ocean, The mines of th'earth! One sigh well spent in thee Had beene a purchase for eternity! We will not loose thee then. Castara, where Shall we find out this hidden sepulcher; And wee'le revive him. Not the cruell stealth Of fate shall rob us of so great a wealth. Undone in thrift! while we besought his stay, Ten of his fellow moments fled away. | 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 AGAINST THEM WHO LAY UNCHASTITY TO THE SEX OF WOMAN by WILLIAM HABINGTON |
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