English poem
Ode V. to Time
by John Pinkerton (1845–1908)
O THOU whose reign Controls the general frame; The powers of art, the feats of praise; Nay, the diviner movements of the mind, The sigh of hopeless love, and sorrow's sacred tear.
In pity deign My fiercest pangs to tame; The phantoms of despair to chace, And in Oblivion's prison dim to bind; While joys by reason taught my fainting spirit cheer.
Yet to remain Permit the pleasing dream, Vain image of my happier case! Yet to remain permit the woe refined, That lost delights appeal and sad remembrance dear.