Barry Cornwall

(21 November 1787 – 5 October 1874 / Leeds, England)

Sit Down, Sad Soul - Poem by Barry Cornwall

SIT down, sad soul, and count
The moments flying:
Come,—tell the sweet amount
That ’s lost by sighing!
How many smiles?—a score?
Then laugh, and count no more;
For day is dying.

Lie down, sad soul, and sleep,
And no more measure
The flight of Time, nor weep
The loss of leisure;
But here, by this lone stream,
Lie down with us, and dream
Of starry treasure.

We dream: do thou the same:
We love—for ever;
We laugh; yet few we shame,
The gentle, never.
Stay, then, till Sorrow dies;
Then—hope and happy skies
Are thine for ever!


Comments about Sit Down, Sad Soul by Barry Cornwall

  • Prakhar Mishra (2/6/2017 12:49:00 PM)


    A poem is more enjoyable when the ideas are ground with wit and art to manipulate,and this is it.. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/9/2016 8:07:00 AM)


    Wow......such a moving poem. Great job. My second comment to you, all in the same hour! You have talent! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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