Weep For What Thou'st Lost

Lady Caroline Lamb

 Next Poem          

Weep for what thou'st lost, love--
Weep for what thou'st done--
Weep for what thou did'st not do,
And more for what thou'st done.
Time that's gone returneth never,
Keen repining lasteth ever;
Heart that's pierc'd refuseth gladness,
Melancholy causeth madness.

Yet if tears avail not,
Tears of fond regret;
Arm thy mind, and proudly girl,
Endeavour to forget.
Shouldst thou spend thy days in grieving,
What is past, there's no retrieving,
Once the hour of passion over,
Tear nor frown recalls a lover.

Next Poem 

 Back to Lady Caroline Lamb
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors

To be able to leave a comment here you must be registered. Log in or Sign up.