322. Memory by William Browne

Published: Aug. 20, 2008, 11 a.m.

b"W Browne read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nMemory\\nby William Browne (1588 \\u2013 1643)\\n\\nSo shuts the marigold her leaves\\n At the departure of the sun;\\nSo from the honeysuckle sheaves\\n The bee goes when the day is done;\\nSo sits the turtle when she is but one,\\nAnd so all woe, as I since she is gone.\\nTo some few birds kind Nature hath\\n Made all the summer as one day:\\nWhich once enjoy'd, cold winter's wrath\\n As night they sleeping pass away.\\nThose happy creatures are, that know not yet\\nThe pain to be deprived or to forget.\\n\\nI oft have heard men say there be\\n Some that with confidence profess\\nThe helpful Art of Memory:\\n But could they teach Forgetfulness,\\nI'd learn; and try what further art could do\\nTo make me love her and forget her too.\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 16 August 2008\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"