Mild is the parting year, and sweet
The odour of the falling spray;
Life passes on more rudely fleet,
And balmless is its closing day.
I wait its close, I court its gloom,
But mourn that never must there fall
Or on my breast or on my tomb
The tear that would have soothed it all.
This poem is tender, sweet and very beautifully penned.10
The falling spray! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
i am reading Walter Landor for the first time and must say that the poem is lovely. Small and full of meaning.
Welcome to the new year! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Truly mildest is my parting year despite entering Covid-19 part 2 till the 19th January 2021 (next) . I thank God for this mildest year-change and this beautiful Classic poem Of The Day by Walter Savage Landor, this poem conjures magic! !
Happy New Year to all my friends on Poem Hunter Poem Site.5 Stars
I wait its close, I court its gloom, But mourn that never must there fall Or on my breast or on my tomb The tear that would have soothed it all. A beautiful poem
beautiful reflective poem penned- on my breast or on my tomb The tear that would have soothed it all. ///
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The tear that would have soothed it all. - - - That was a well-turned line and really entices the reader into thinking more about the poem.