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* * * When last we parted, thou wert young and fair, How beautiful let fond remembrance say! Alas! since then old time has stolen away Full thirty years, leaving my temples bare.-- So has it perished like a thing of air, The dream of love and youth!--now both are grey Yet still remembering that delightful day, Though time with his cold touch has blanched my hair, Though I have suffered many years of pain Since then, though I did never think to live To hear that voice or see those eyes again, I can a sad but cordial greeting give, And for thy welfare breathe as warm a prayer-- As when I loved thee young and fair! James Thomson's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1376 |
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