I shall be ever near thee; snow or rain Serve but to lend new wonders to the light I hold to lead thee, and my very sight Makes pleasure flourish at the root of pain. Youth with its passions, age with its deep desires, Princes or paupers are to me the same; Back to the moon I fling the fainting flame, Snatched from the western hearth of dying fires. He that keeps faith with me will surely find My substance in the shadows on the deep, My spirit in the courage that men keep Tho all the stars burn out and Heaven goes blind. When sorrow smites thee, look! my joy is near, Flashing like sunlight on a falling tear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DRINKING SONG (1) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE A FAIRY TALE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY RETREATS by CARRIE ADAMS BERRY VISIONS: 3 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: MORNING AND MEETING by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON INTERESTING by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER PILLAR WORK by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |