Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. . It has no future but itself, Its infinite realms contain Its past, enlightened to perceive New periods of pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN SCHOOL-DAYS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER EXTEMPORE EFFUSION UPON THE DEATH OF JAMES HOGG by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH OUR BIRTH-CORD by KOFI ANYIDOHO HITOPADESA: DEDICATION by EDWIN ARNOLD APPLE-GATHERING by MATHILDE BLIND UNTEACHABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |