I am so tired and weary, So tired of the endless fight, So weary of waiting the dawn And finding endless night. That I ask but rest and quiet -- Rest for the days that are gone, And quiet for the little space That I must journey on. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHERMAN'S IN SAVANNAH [DECEMBER 22, 1864] by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE FLYING DUTCHMAN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SPANISH WINGS: SENOR by H. BABCOCK FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SACRIFICE SELF-COMPENSATED by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |