Thank you for visiting SNEWPapers!
Sign up free
Poem
March 12, 1884
The Daily Enterprise
Livingston, Park County, Montana
What is this article about?
A sonnet mourning a deceased loved one, reflecting on the passage of time and the vivid presence evoked by reading her old letters, culminating in a tender kiss to her name.
Clipping
OCR Quality
95%
Excellent
Full Text
OLD LETTERS.
[Earl of Roslyn.]
It seems but yesterday she died, but years
Have passed since then; the wondrous change
of time
Makes great things little, little things sublime.
And sanctifies the dew of daily tears.
She died, as all must die: no trace appears
In history's page, nor save in my poor rhyme,
Of her, whose life was love, whose lovely prime
Passed sadly where no sorrows are, nor fears,
It seems but yesterday: to-day I read
A few short letters in her own dear hand,
And doubted if 'twere true. Their tender grace
Seems radiant with her life! Oh! can the dead
Thus in their letters live? I tied the band.
And kissed her name as though I kissed her face.
[Earl of Roslyn.]
It seems but yesterday she died, but years
Have passed since then; the wondrous change
of time
Makes great things little, little things sublime.
And sanctifies the dew of daily tears.
She died, as all must die: no trace appears
In history's page, nor save in my poor rhyme,
Of her, whose life was love, whose lovely prime
Passed sadly where no sorrows are, nor fears,
It seems but yesterday: to-day I read
A few short letters in her own dear hand,
And doubted if 'twere true. Their tender grace
Seems radiant with her life! Oh! can the dead
Thus in their letters live? I tied the band.
And kissed her name as though I kissed her face.
What sub-type of article is it?
Sonnet
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Love Courtship
What keywords are associated?
Old Letters
Mourning Deceased
Passage Of Time
Love Memory
Sonnet Elegy
What entities or persons were involved?
Earl Of Roslyn
Poem Details
Title
Old Letters.
Author
Earl Of Roslyn
Subject
Old Letters From A Deceased Loved One
Key Lines
It Seems But Yesterday She Died, But Years
And Kissed Her Name As Though I Kissed Her Face.