OH, what hath overwrought My all amazèd thought Till time and truth hath taught, I labour all for naught. The day I see is clear, But I am ne'er thee near, For grief doth still appear, To cross our merry cheer, While I can nothing hear, But Winter all the year, Cold, hold: the sun will shine warm. Therefore, now fear no harm. O blessèd beams, Where beauty streams Happy light to love's dreams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ADMIRER by CLAUDIA EMERSON THE SOWER AND HIS SEED by WILLIAM EDWARD HARTPOLE LECKY WARREN'S ADDRESS [TO THE AMERICANS] [AT BUNKER HILL] [JUNE 17, 1775] by JOHN PIERPONT PASA THALASSA THALASSA by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON MEN OF GENIUS by MATTHEW ARNOLD |