"Never shall time from my fond heart efface / His image"
— Bowles, William Lisle (1762-1850)
Work Title
Place of Publication
Bath
Publisher
R. Crutwell
Date
1794
Metaphor
"Never shall time from my fond heart efface / His image"
Metaphor in Context
Ah, me! till sunk by sorrow, I shall dwell
With them forgetful in the narrow cell,
Never shall time from my fond heart efface
His image; oft his shadow I shall trace
Upon the glimmering waters, when on high
The white moon wanders through the cloudless sky.
Oft in my silent cave, when to its fire
From the night's rushing tempest we retire,
I shall behold his form, his aspect bland;
I shall retrace his footsteps on the sand;
And, when the hollow-sounding surges swell,
Still think I listen to his echoing shell.
With them forgetful in the narrow cell,
Never shall time from my fond heart efface
His image; oft his shadow I shall trace
Upon the glimmering waters, when on high
The white moon wanders through the cloudless sky.
Oft in my silent cave, when to its fire
From the night's rushing tempest we retire,
I shall behold his form, his aspect bland;
I shall retrace his footsteps on the sand;
And, when the hollow-sounding surges swell,
Still think I listen to his echoing shell.
Categories
Provenance
Searching in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
Bowles, William Lisle. Sonnets. 3rd Ed. Bath: R. Cruttwell, 1794.
Date of Entry
08/16/2005
