Jones Very (Джонс Вери)

Memory

Soon the waves so lightly bounding
All forget the tempest blast;
Soon the pines so sadly sounding
Cease to mourn the storm that's past.

Soon is hushed the voice of gladness
Heard within the green wood's breast;
Yet come back no notes of sadness,
No remembrance breaks its rest.

But the heart,—how fond t'will treasure
Every note of grief and joy!
Oft come back the notes of pleasure,
Grief's sad echoes oft annoy.

There still dwell the looks that vanish
Swift as brightness of a dream;
Time in vain earth's smiles may banish,
There undying still they beam.

Jones Very’s other poems:

  1. The Light from Within
  2. To the Hummingbird
  3. Nature
  4. To the Fossil Flower
  5. The Poor

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Oliver Goldsmith (Оливер Голдсмит) Memory (“O MEMORY, thou fond deceiver”)
  • Christina Rossetti (Кристина Россетти) Memory (“I nursed it in my bosom while it lived”)
  • William Browne (Уильям Броун) Memory (“SO shuts the marigold her leaves”)
  • John Tabb (Джон Табб) Memory (“I go not to the grave to weep”)
  • Edgar Guest (Эдгар Гест) Memory (“I stood and watched him playing”)




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