I'm tired, days and nights to me Drag on in slow monotony, With not a single star in sight To lend a gleam of cheering light. I'm tired, there are none to care That I am drifting to despair: O shadows! take me to your breast For I am tiredI would rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COMING OF GOOD LUCK by ROBERT HERRICK BROTHERS by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS PEACE AND SHEPHERD by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE ROWFANT CATALOGUE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE TRUCE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE ABER STATIONS: STATIO QUARTA by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |