Questions and Answers
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Title
Questions and Answers
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Oh! what is pleasure, in whose chase,
Life's one brief day is made a race
A star to gaze on, whose bright crown,
We wait until the sun goes down,
And find when it has o'er us shone,
Which spreads its leaves at daylight's hour,
Sweet breathing, while the sun shines bright,
But shut to those, who midst the night,
The cup in which sweet poison lays,
Mocking our faint steps following,
And if at last caught, - perishing,
And our affections, what are they?
Oh! blossoms smiling on the spray,
Or rude hands from the branches tear,
Or blighting winds, lay withering there,
With sometimes an auspicious gale,
The low'ring sky, the howling blast,
And whelm'd beneath the wave at last,
Life's one brief day is made a race
Of vanity and lightness?
A star to gaze on, whose bright crown,
We wait until the sun goes down,
And find when it has o'er us shone,
No warmth in all its brightness!
Which spreads its leaves at daylight's hour,
And closes them at eve; -
Sweet breathing, while the sun shines bright,
But shut to those, who midst the night,
Of doubt and darkness grieve?
And what is Fame? - the smile that slays, The cup in which sweet poison lays,
At best the flowery wreath; -
When midst sweet flowers, around it spread,
And harps and timbrel's sounds, 'tis ledMelodiously to death!
That on the breath of fancy rise,
Where e'er the sunbeam lures them;
Mocking our faint steps following,
And if at last caught, - perishing,
In the grasp that secures them!
And our affections, what are they?
Oh! blossoms smiling on the spray,
All beauty and all sweetness; -
Or rude hands from the branches tear,
Or blighting winds, lay withering there,
Sad types of mortal fleetness!
With sometimes an auspicious gale,
And some bright sunbeams round it;
The low'ring sky, the howling blast,
And whelm'd beneath the wave at last,
Where never plummet sounded!
Creator
Unattributed
Source
1:27, p. 108
Date
1827.09.14
Collection
Citation
Unattributed, “Questions and Answers,” Periodical Poets, accessed May 18, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/71.
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