The Victorian poet Philip Bourke Marston wrote "After" in response to the death of his fiancée, Mary Nesbit, from tuberculosis. The poem reflects Marston's immense grief over a love that ended too soon, as well as his despair at how just long and lonely the future feels in that love's absence. The world feels bereft of joy and hope in the wake of lost love, and the years stretch on and on—ending only with the "eternal" oblivion of death. "After" was published in Marston's second poetry collection, All in All, in 1875, four years after Nesbit's death.
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1A little time for laughter,
2A little time to sing,
3A little time to kiss and cling,
4And no more kissing after.
5A little while for scheming
6Love's unperfected schemes;
7A little time for golden dreams,
8Then no more any dreaming.
9A little while 'twas given
10To me to have thy love;
11Now, like a ghost, alone I move
12About a ruined heaven.
13A little time for speaking
14Things sweet to say and hear;
15A time to seek, and find thee near,
16Then no more any seeking.
17A little time for saying
18Words the heart breaks to say;
19A short sharp time wherein to pray,
20Then no more need of praying;
21But long, long years to weep in,
22And comprehend the whole
23Great grief that desolates the soul,
24And eternity to sleep in.
1A little time for laughter,
2A little time to sing,
3A little time to kiss and cling,
4And no more kissing after.
5A little while for scheming
6Love's unperfected schemes;
7A little time for golden dreams,
8Then no more any dreaming.
9A little while 'twas given
10To me to have thy love;
11Now, like a ghost, alone I move
12About a ruined heaven.
13A little time for speaking
14Things sweet to say and hear;
15A time to seek, and find thee near,
16Then no more any seeking.
17A little time for saying
18Words the heart breaks to say;
19A short sharp time wherein to pray,
20Then no more need of praying;
21But long, long years to weep in,
22And comprehend the whole
23Great grief that desolates the soul,
24And eternity to sleep in.
A little time for laughter,
A little time to sing,
A little time to kiss and cling,
And no more kissing after.
A little while for scheming
Love's unperfected schemes;
A little time for golden dreams,
Then no more any dreaming.
A little while 'twas given
To me to have thy love;
Now, like a ghost, alone I move
About a ruined heaven.
A little time for speaking
Things sweet to say and hear;
A time to seek, and find thee near,
Then no more any seeking.
A little time for saying
Words the heart breaks to say;
A short sharp time wherein to pray,
Then no more need of praying;
But long, long years to weep in,
And comprehend the whole
Great grief that desolates the soul,
And eternity to sleep in.
Select any word below to get its definition in the context of the poem. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem.
The Poem Out Loud — Listen to a recording of Marston's poem.
The Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood — Read about the artistic group whose works inspired Marston.
Poems of Sorrow and Grieving — Browse the Poetry Foundation's collection of poems dealing with loss.
Consumption: the Most Feared of Diseases — Read about the disease that killed Marston's fiancée, Mary Nesbit.