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We do not add, by living, to our store Of joys that Wisdom bids us to forget ; TIME AND DEATH 37 Even in the tasting Pleasure is no more, And Memory is sister to Regret ; The heart that once hath felt will own no law To measure Time by suns that rise and set ; 'Tis but intensity of joys and fears That makes a life. Some moments count for years.
Why keep the garland wither'd of its grace ?
Why linger till the leaf be dry and sere Upon the bough ? Come, Death, with stealthy pace, Or fiery foot, r...egarding sigh nor tear ; Come thou with kindly smile upon thy face, Or frowning in thy panoply of fear, It matters not when thou and I may meet, Come, Death, when Life has something still of sweet !
ON THE GHATS NOT a breath to stir the leaves, not a rustle in the eaves, Not a ripple on the waters of the steely mountain lake ; Not a cry of beast or bird in the silent forest heard, Not a spirit, as I ween, of the earth or sky awake !
Not a cloud that floats or flies in the burning, brazen skies ; All the winds that lie enchained in their cave are still as death ; ON THE GHATS 39 And the mountains at their post, like a grim and sleepless host, Through the slow and sultry hours of the noonday hold their breath.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
We do not add, by living, to our store Of joys that Wisdom bids us to forget ; TIME AND DEATH 37 Even in the tasting Pleasure is no more, And Memory is sister to Regret ; The heart that once hath felt will own no law To measure Time by suns that rise and set ; 'Tis but intensity of joys and fears That makes a life. Some moments count for years.
Why keep the garland wither'd of its grace ?
Why linger till the leaf be dry and sere Upon the bough ? Come, Death, with stealthy pace, Or fiery foot, r...egarding sigh nor tear ; Come thou with kindly smile upon thy face, Or frowning in thy panoply of fear, It matters not when thou and I may meet, Come, Death, when Life has something still of sweet !
ON THE GHATS NOT a breath to stir the leaves, not a rustle in the eaves, Not a ripple on the waters of the steely mountain lake ; Not a cry of beast or bird in the silent forest heard, Not a spirit, as I ween, of the earth or sky awake !
Not a cloud that floats or flies in the burning, brazen skies ; All the winds that lie enchained in their cave are still as death ; ON THE GHATS 39 And the mountains at their post, like a grim and sleepless host, Through the slow and sultry hours of the noonday hold their breath.
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You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Charles Willoughby Waddington to read onlineMoreLess
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