Arthur Symons Poems
- You Remain As a perfume doth remain In the folds where it ...
- In The Stalls My life is like a music-hall, Where, in the ...
- Love And Sleep I have laid sorrow to sleep; Love sleeps. ...
- Kisses Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? How ...
- Amends To Nature I have loved colours, and not flowers; ...
- The Loom Of Dreams I broider the world upon a loom, I ...
- The Old Women They pass upon their old, tremulous feet, ...
Arthur William Symons, was a British poet, critic and magazine editor.
Born in Milford Haven, Wales, of Cornish parents, Symons was educated privately, spending much of his time in France and Italy. In 1884–1886 he edited four of Bernard Quaritch's Shakespeare's Quarto Facsimiles, and in 1888–1889 seven plays of the "Henry Irving" Shakespeare. He became a member of the staff of the Athenaeum in 1891, and of the Saturday Review in 1894, but his major editorial feat was his work with the short-lived Savoy.
His first volume of verse, Days and Nights (1889), consisted of dramatic monologues. His later verse is influenced by a close study of modern... more »
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As a perfume doth remain
In the folds where it hath lain,
So the thought of you, remaining
Deeply folded in my brain,
Will not leave me; all things leave me -
Other thoughts may come and go,
Other moments I may know
That shall waft me, in their going,
As a breath blown to and fro,
Fragrant memories; fragrant memories
Come and go.
Only thoughts of you remain
In my heart where they have lain,
Perfumed thoughts of you, remaining,
A hid sweetness, in my brain.
Others leave me; all things leave me -