Author William Pattison As on these fading Leaves I wrote my Name , Belinda cry'd, her Heart could show the same . The same alas! in ev'ry Point I fear; Eras'd by the next Touch, as this is here. 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