Have patience; it is fit that in this wise The spirit purge away its proper dross. No endless fever doth thy watches toss, For by excess of evil, evil dies. Soon shall the faint world melt before thine eyes, And, all life's losses cancelled by life's loss, Thou shalt lay down all burdens on thy cross, And be that day with God in Paradise. Have patience; for a long eternity No summons woke thee from thy happy sleep; For love of God one vigil thou canst keep And add thy drop of sorrow to the sea. Having known grief, all will be well with thee, Ay, and thy second slumber will be deep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GODS AND THE WINDS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): JASON'S SOWING AND REAPING by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 45. ALLAH-AL-MUJIB by EDWIN ARNOLD TO SWEET MEAT, SOUR SAUCE; AN IMITATION OF THEOCRITUS OR ANACREON by PHILIP AYRES UNPERFECTED by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON THE LAST RIDE TOGETHER by ROBERT BROWNING |