Weep for the last of things
For the farewell that they give
As if with a glance alone
To the things that remain and live
Weep for the noble minds
That have past like froth away;
Weep for the bodies fair
Now less than dust or day
Weep for the smallest trifles
Of our life that is made of them;
Weep for each unaccomplished
Each dream known at last a dream
Weep for nations and kingdoms
That are dreams within the past
For creeds and for religions
For idols dim down‑cast
Though their glory were a vile one
And a blessing their decay
Yet they are things that have been
Have been and gone away
Weep for all joys departed
For many a departed pain:
The heart one day shall desire
That they could come back again
Weep for all things that are gone
And for those that are not past
For the heart that sees them knows
That they also shall not last
To all that passes pertaineth
A shred of our sympathy
A tear for all things departed
For departing things a sigh
Weep for the noble minds
That have past like froth away;
Weep for the bodies fair
Now less than dust or day
Weep for the noble minds
That have past like froth away;
Weep for the bodies fair
Now less than dust or day
Weep for the smallest trifles
Of our life that is made of them;
Weep for each unaccomplished
Each dream known at last a dream
Weep for nations and kingdoms
That are dreams within the past
For creeds and for religions
For idols dim down‑cast
Though their glory were a vile one
And a blessing their decay
Yet they are things that have been
Have been and gone away
Weep for all joys departed
For many a departed pain:
The heart one day shall desire
That they could come back again
Weep for all things that are gone
And for those that are not past
For the heart that sees them knows
That they also shall not last
To all that passes pertaineth
A shred of our sympathy
A tear for all things departed
For departing things a sigh