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Poem by William Browne


Memory


SO shuts the marigold her leaves
At the departure of the sun;
So from the honeysuckle sheaves
The bee goes when the day is done;
So sits the turtle when she is but one,
And so all woe, as I since she is gone.

To some few birds kind Nature hath
Made all the summer as one day:
Which once enjoy'd, cold winter's wrath
As night they sleeping pass away.
Those happy creatures are, that know not yet
The pain to be deprived or to forget.

I oft have heard men say there be
Some that with confidence profess
The helpful Art of Memory:
But could they teach Forgetfulness,
I'd learn; and try what further art could do
To make me love her and forget her too. 



William Browne


William Browne's other poems:
  1. May Day Customs
  2. To England
  3. A Concert of Birds
  4. Behold, O God!
  5. A Welcome


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Oliver Goldsmith Memory ("O MEMORY, thou fond deceiver")
  • Christina Rossetti Memory ("I nursed it in my bosom while it lived")
  • Thomas Aldrich Memory ("My mind lets go a thousand things")
  • George Horton Memory ("Sweet memory, like a pleasing dream")
  • John Tabb Memory ("I go not to the grave to weep")
  • Jones Very Memory ("Soon the waves so lightly bounding")
  • Edgar Guest Memory ("I stood and watched him playing")

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