Author Richard Henry Wilde Here Memory, and here too Oblivion dwells: One o'er the tablet weaves his drowsy spells The other in the fount her pinion wets [ ] she who reads forgets! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments