All my past life is mine no more,
The flying hours are gone,
Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er,
Whose images are kept in store
By memory alone.
The time that is to come is not;
How can it then be mine?
The present moment's all my lot;
And that, as fast as it is got,
Phyllis, is only thine.
Then talk not of inconstancy,
False hearts, and broken vows;
If I, by miracle, can be
This live-long minute true to thee,
'Tis all that Heav'n allows.
It can seem like the present moment's all my lot because it's the only one I can control. Past and future are just secondary references for the present moment.
Beautifully Done! ! ! ! ! Beautifully Phrased! ! ! ! ! Cherish The Moments Gave! ! ! ! ! Ever So Much Praise! ! ! ! ! Thank You For Sharing! ! ! ! !
'This live-long minute true to thee' - Liked this line most of all!
hmmm... another poet using the excuse of time to get a woman in bed? -gk
All my past life is mine no more, / The flying hours are gone, - - -I love it when a poem speaks to me like this poet does. Proves that some truths last for centuries.
Life and Time are both active and dynamic entities. Are they separated? In the end the poet tells us if you know the science behind the illusory time philosophically, you may realize that there is no separation between you and your time. The poem describes the relationship between love, life and time wonderfully. Chandan
'Then talk not of inconstancy, False hearts, and broken vows; If I, by miracle, can be This live-long minute true to thee, 'Tis all that Heav'n allows. '..is the gist of the poem. Time can't be trapped and used as and when one liked. Very nice poem about illusive nature of time and how present makes the sense.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem........thank you so much....