Sir Lewis Morris

(1833 - 1907 / Carmarthen, Carmarthenshire)

Other Days - Poem by Sir Lewis Morris

O THRUSH, your song is passing sweet,
But never a song that you have sung
Is half so sweet as thrushes sang
When my dear love and I were young.

O Roses, you are sweet and red,
Yet not so red nor sweet as were
The roses that my mistress loved
To bind within her flowing hair.

Time filches fragrance from the flower ;
Time steals the sweetness from the song;
Love only scorns the tyrant's power,
And with the growing years grows strong.

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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  • Aftab Alam KhursheedAftab Alam Khursheed (11/11/2014 8:16:00 AM)

    Thrush a bird has been symbolized to the lovers Rose again symbolized with girls - wonderful poem- Love only scorns the tyrant's power, And with the growing years grows strong. very nice loved reading thought provoking (Report)Reply

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  • Aftab Alam KhursheedAftab Alam Khursheed (11/11/2014 8:16:00 AM)

    Thrush a bird has been symbolized to the lovers Rose again symbolized with girls - wonderful poem- Love only scorns the tyrant's power, And with the growing years grows strong. very nice loved reading thought provoking (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 11, 2014


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