SAD little heart, overburdened with dream, Must you cease so soon? Give over the tune, And the dream? Valiant you were, for a day brief and bright; Now comes your rest, Tranquil and blest, In the night. They who keep faith, have not kept it in vain. Courage, fond heart, Glad was your part, Sweet your strain. Therefore, sing on, every note of you heard; Winter or May, Sounds night and day Your clear word. Blithe, buried singer, sing on, for our sake! Gone is the pain, Never again The heart-break! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I DREAM I'M LEAVING by MARGARET AHO THE PASQUE FLOWER by STELLA PFEIFFER BAISCH PSALM 23 by HENRY WILLIAMS BAKER ON THE DEATH OF ROBERT DUNDAS, ESQ. by ROBERT BURNS SONG: A BEAUTIFUL MISTRESS by THOMAS CAREW TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. CHILD OF THE LONELY HEART by EDWARD CARPENTER TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. A LANCASHIRE MILL-HAND by EDWARD CARPENTER |