AH yes, I see the sunshine play, I hear the robin's cheerful call, But I am thinking of the day My darling left me -- that is all. I do not grieve for her -- ah no! To her the way is clear, I trust; But for myself I grieve, so low, So weak, so in, and of the dust. And for my sadness I am sad -- I would be gay if so I might, But she was all the joy I had -- My life, my love, my heart's delight, We came together to the door Of our sweet home that is to be, And knowing, she went in before, To put on marriage robes for me. 'T is weary work to wait so long, But true love knows not how to doubt; God's wisdom fashions seeming wrong, That we may find right meanings out. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CRADLE SONG by WILLIAM BLAKE EPITAPHIUM CITHARISTRIAE by VICTOR GUSTAVE PLARR CROSSING BROOKLYN FERRY by WALT WHITMAN ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 3. TO THE CUCKOO by MARK AKENSIDE TWO HISTORIES by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB THE SWALLOW by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON A SONG OF THE LITTLE CITY by WILFRED ROWLAND CHILDE |