Poems about leisure
Though But Our Delight
they ask but our delight
heart, we will forget him,
though but for the cricket just,
and then an awful leisure was
Better Than Music! For I Who Heard
we must an anguish pay
that they will cheat the sight
that every sigh may lift you
they suggest to our sight
so leisurely were we
that you so late "consider" me
better than music! for i who heard it
where this attendeth me
and kindly ask it in
so soon to be a child no more
it did not surprise me
i should not fear the foe then
before we felt the dark
nor to dream he and me