I wonder if a little lying, ever Of others mindful—screening, friendly lies— Will let me in the final checking weather The fogs that hide the gates of Paradise. I've taken chances on the side of kindness, With Ananias have my footsteps trod— I wonder if I'll reach eternal gladness, If I shall bring a pack of lies to God. If I shall bring a pack of lies, and Peter, Searching my burden, dim with fellow tears, Shall find I made a brother's living sweeter, And added to a sister's urn of years By words and acts all truthless and misleading— I wonder if in welcome he will nod, Only the spirit of my weakness heeding— If I shall bring a pack of lies to God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN KEATS (1) by GEORGE GORDON BYRON AN ANCIENT TO ANCIENTS by THOMAS HARDY JAFFAR by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT MEN AND BOYS by KARL THEODORE KORNER THE MOWER TO THE GLOW-WORMS by ANDREW MARVELL LEMNISCUS AD COLUMNAM S. SIMEONIS STYLITAE APPENSUS by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE CARPENTER LAD by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A POEM FOR CHILDREN. ON CRUELTY TO THE IRRATIONAL CREATION by JANE CAVE |