Change Upon Change
Five months ago the stream did flow,
The lilies bloomed within the sedge,
And we were lingering to and fro,
Where none will track thee in this snow,
Along the stream, beside the hedge.
Ah, Sweet, be free to love and go!
For if I do not hear thy foot,
The frozen river is as mute,
The flowers have dried down to the root:
And why, since these be changed since May,
Shouldst thou change less than they.
And slow, slow as the winter snow
The tears have drifted to mine eyes;
And my poor cheeks, five months ago
Set blushing at thy praises so,
Put paleness on for a disguise.
Ah, Sweet, be free to praise and go!
For if my face is turned too pale,
It was thine oath that first did fail,
It was thy love proved false and frail,
And why, since these be changed enow,
Should I change less than thou.
~Elizabeth Barret Browning~
Five months ago the stream did flow,
The lilies bloomed within the sedge,
And we were lingering to and fro,
Where none will track thee in this snow,
Along the stream, beside the hedge.
Ah, Sweet, be free to love and go!
For if I do not hear thy foot,
The frozen river is as mute,
The flowers have dried down to the root:
And why, since these be changed since May,
Shouldst thou change less than they.
And slow, slow as the winter snow
The tears have drifted to mine eyes;
And my poor cheeks, five months ago
Set blushing at thy praises so,
Put paleness on for a disguise.
Ah, Sweet, be free to praise and go!
For if my face is turned too pale,
It was thine oath that first did fail,
It was thy love proved false and frail,
And why, since these be changed enow,
Should I change less than thou.
~Elizabeth Barret Browning~
- Last seen on Oct 14 6:05 AM 2008. Member since February 9, 2005.
- I'm a moonstone path poet for 482 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Build me a bridge so I can get over myself".
- I am a girl (Australia)
- When I'm not writing, I'm running around with my hands in the air, wearing nothing but squirrels.
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And brightly I ran so far away
Everybody runs, even from what they want -
Spitting anger into the ground
Growing seeds once grown are found -
I don't need to sleep to dream
A perfect world lies next to me
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Caustic Tongue on July 25, 2006Why you cracked a funny with your personal info! I think I saw someone else doing that...
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K-Dense on May 18, 2006Thanks for the comment on my poem "The Last Kiss Goodbye." By all means, please feel free to share the poem with as many people as you wish, and thanks loads for catching my typo. Please feel free to read some/any/all of my other works available on this site. Thanks again.
-Curtis Meyer
