Pensive at eve, on the @3hard@1 world I mused, And @3my poor@1 heart was sad; so at the MOON I gazed, and sighed, and sighed; for ah how soon Eve saddens into night! mine eyes perused With tearful vacancy the @3dampy@1 grass That wept and glitter'd in the @3paly@1 ray: And I @3did pause me@1, on my lonely way And @3mused me@1, on the @3wretched ones@1 that pass O'er the bleak heath of sorrow. But alas! Most of @3myself@1 I thought! when it befel, That the @3soothe@1 spirit of the @3breezy@1 wood Breath'd in mine ear: 'All this is very well, But much of ONE thing, is for NO thing good.' Oh @3my poor heart's@1 INEXPLICABLE SWELL! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BAY FIGHT by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL THE VOICE OF THE BANJO by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE SLAVE AUCTION by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER A FIESOLAN IDYL by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR ALEC YEATON'S SON; GLOUCESTER, AUGUST, 1720 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ON KEAN'S HAMLET by WASHINGTON ALLSTON INTRODUCTORY VERSES TO MARIA HACK by BERNARD BARTON FORMALITY AND THE SOUL: 1. JOHN SINGER SARGENT by KARL W. BIGELOW |