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Bryan Waller Procter (Брайан Уоллер Проктер)


The Poet's Song To His Wife


HOW many summers, love,
Have I been thine?
How many days, thou dove,
Hast thou been mine?
Time, like the winged wind
When ’t bends the flowers,
Hath left no mark behind,
To count the hours.

Some weight of thought, though loth,
On thee he leaves;
Some lines of care round both
Perhaps he weaves;
Some fears,—a soft regret
For joys scarce known;
Sweet looks we half forget;—
All else is flown!

Ah!—With what thankless heart
I mourn and sing!
Look, where our children start,
Like sudden Spring!
With tongues all sweet and low,
Like a pleasant rhyme,
They tell how much I owe
To thee and Time! 



Bryan Waller Procter's other poems:
  1. Golden-Tressed Adelaide
  2. In France
  3. A Poet’s Thought
  4. The Watch
  5. Is My Lover On The Sea


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