Henry Austin Dobson

(18 January 1840 – 2 September 1921 / Plymouth)

Henry Austin Dobson Poems

41. To A Greek Girl 4/14/2010
42. The Forgotten Grave 4/14/2010
43. A Garden Song 1/4/2003
44. Ars Victrix 4/14/2010
45. On The Future Of Poetry 4/14/2010
46. A Song Of The Four Seasons 4/14/2010
47. A Dead Letter 4/14/2010
48. A Kiss 4/14/2010
49. Ballad Of The Armada 4/14/2010
50. Rose Leaves 4/14/2010
51. Incognita 3/16/2003
52. Fame Is A Food That Dead Men Eat 4/14/2010
53. The Paradox Of Time 4/14/2010

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The Paradox Of Time

Time goes, you say? Ah no!
Alas, Time stays, we go;
Or else, were this not so,
What need to chain the hours,
For Youth were always ours?
Time goes, you say?-ah no!

Ours is the eyes' deceit
Of men whose flying feet
Lead through some landscape low;
We pass, and think we see
The earth's fixed surface flee:-
Alas, Time stays,-we go!

Once in the days of old,
Your locks were curling gold,
And mine had shamed the crow.
Now, in the self-same stage,
We've reached the silver age;
Time goes, you say?-ah no!

Once, when my voice was ...

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A Garden Song

HERE in this sequester'd close
Bloom the hyacinth and rose,
Here beside the modest stock
Flaunts the flaring hollyhock;
Here, without a pang, one sees
Ranks, conditions, and degrees.

All the seasons run their race
In this quiet resting-place;

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