Resume your knitting, friend, drop useless care, Keep steady count of your stitches, forth and back. The storm tonight brings havoc in its track. The rain beats down, winds issue from their lair, The house is tortured as if 'twere on the rack. Resume your knitting, friend, drop useless care, Keep steady count of your stitches, forth and back. The storm's ill-will the sheltering house must bear; You have no power to check its loot and sack. You can but "carry on", else power you lack. Resume your knitting, friend, drop useless care, Keep steady count of your stitches, forth and back. The storm tonight brings havoc in its track. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DR. SCUDDER'S CLINICAL LECTURE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE OLD SEXTON by PARK BENJAMIN THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 7. OF PLEASURE AND PAIN by THOMAS CAMPION GO DOWN DEATH; A FUNERAL SERMON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TWO AT A FIRESIDE by EDWIN MARKHAM ON THE AMOROUS AND PATHETIC STORY OF ARCADIUS AND SEPHA by L. B. |