Frank Dempster Sherman

 

Time's Song

by Frank Dempster Sherman

The days come,
And the days go!
The bees hum
Where the roses blow:
The days go,
And the leaves burn:
The birds know,
And to home return.

The days come,
And the days go!
And all dumb
Lies the world in snow:
The days go,
And the year's rhyme
Is made so
By the poet, Time!

Source:

Lyrics For A Lute
Copyright 1890
Boston and New York, Houghton, Mifflin, and Company
 
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