I have lain in the sun I have toil'd as I might I have thought as I would And now it is night. My bed full of sleep My heart of content For friends that I met The way that I went. I welcome fatigue While frenzy and care Like thin summer clouds Go melting in air. To dream as I may And awake when I will With the song of the birds And the sun on the hill. Or death -- were it death --. To what should I wake Who loved in my home All life for its sake? What good have I wrought? I laugh to have learned That joy cannot come Unless it be earned; For a happier lot Than God giveth me It never hath been Nor ever shall be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JUDGE SELAH LIVELY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS OLD TRAILS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE BROKEN PITCHER by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN A DREAM, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND HELL by WILLIAM BLAKE A PRAYER IN SPRING by ROBERT FROST |