I gave my heart its freedom to be gay Or grave at will, when life was in its May; So I have gone, a pilgrim through the years, With more of laughter in my scrip than tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONCE BEFORE by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 1 by EZRA POUND BEREAVED by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY NEW HEAVEN, NEW WAR by ROBERT SOUTHWELL THAT GENERAL UTILITY RAG, BY OUR OWN IRVING BERLIN by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |