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Poem
November 10, 1836
The Daily Cincinnati Republican, And Commercial Register
Cincinnati, Hamilton County, Ohio
What is this article about?
A poignant lament reflecting on the swift passage of time, evoking grief over lost hopes, decayed youth, departed loved ones, faded joys of love, and the transience of all things, repeatedly invoking 'too soon.'
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THE WANDERER.
TOO SOON.
Too soon! too soon! how oft that word
Comes o'er the spirit like a spell;
Awakening every mournful chord
That in the human heart may dwell!
Of hopes that perished in their noon—
Of youth decayed—too soon, too soon!
Too soon, too soon—it is a sound
To dim the light with many a tear,
As bitterly we gaze around,
And find how few we love are here;
Ah! when shall we again commune
With those we lost too soon—too soon
Too soon, too soon—how wild that tone
Bursts on our dearest hours of bliss,
And leaves us silent and alone,
To muse on such a theme as this;
No frown upon the quiet noon,
Whose parting light comes all too soon!
Too soon, too soon—if e'er were thine
The joys, the fears, the hopes of love!
If thou hast knelt before the shrine
Of beauty, in some starlight grove;
Whose lips, young roses, breathed of June,
Thou'st wept those words—too soon, too soon!
Too soon is stamped on every leaf,
In characters of dim decay.
Too soon is writ in tears of grief!
On all things fading fast away!
Oh! is there one terrestrial boon,
Our hearts lose not—too soon, too soon!
TOO SOON.
Too soon! too soon! how oft that word
Comes o'er the spirit like a spell;
Awakening every mournful chord
That in the human heart may dwell!
Of hopes that perished in their noon—
Of youth decayed—too soon, too soon!
Too soon, too soon—it is a sound
To dim the light with many a tear,
As bitterly we gaze around,
And find how few we love are here;
Ah! when shall we again commune
With those we lost too soon—too soon
Too soon, too soon—how wild that tone
Bursts on our dearest hours of bliss,
And leaves us silent and alone,
To muse on such a theme as this;
No frown upon the quiet noon,
Whose parting light comes all too soon!
Too soon, too soon—if e'er were thine
The joys, the fears, the hopes of love!
If thou hast knelt before the shrine
Of beauty, in some starlight grove;
Whose lips, young roses, breathed of June,
Thou'st wept those words—too soon, too soon!
Too soon is stamped on every leaf,
In characters of dim decay.
Too soon is writ in tears of grief!
On all things fading fast away!
Oh! is there one terrestrial boon,
Our hearts lose not—too soon, too soon!
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Love Courtship
Nature Seasons
What keywords are associated?
Too Soon
Mourning
Loss
Transience
Youth Decay
Lost Love
Fading Nature
Poem Details
Title
Too Soon.
Form / Style
Quatrains With Abab Rhyme Scheme
Key Lines
Too Soon! Too Soon! How Oft That Word
Comes O'er The Spirit Like A Spell;
Of Hopes That Perished In Their Noon—
Of Youth Decayed—Too Soon, Too Soon!
Too Soon Is Stamped On Every Leaf,
In Characters Of Dim Decay.
Oh! Is There One Terrestrial Boon,
Our Hearts Lose Not—Too Soon, Too Soon!