LET me work and be glad, O Lord, and I ask no more; With will to turn where the sunbeams burn At the sill of my workshop door. Aforetime I prayed my prayer For the glory and gain of earth, But now grown wise and with opened eyes, I have seen what the prayer was worth. Give me my work to do And peace of the task well done; Youth of the Spring and its blossoming And the light of the moon and sun. Pleasure of little things That never may pall or end, And fast in my hold no lesser gold Than the honest hand of a friend. Let me forget in time Folly of dreams that I had; Give me my share of a world most fair -- Let me work and be glad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JEWISH CEMETERY AT NEWPORT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MY FAMILIAR by JOHN GODFREY SAXE AT THE CEDARS by DUNCAN CAMPBELL SCOTT SPRING'S UNFOLDING by IRENE ARCHER FIRMILIAN; A TRAGEDY by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN TO ADOLPHE GAIFFE by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE TO HIS DEAR FRIEND THOMAS RANDOLPH, ON HIS COMEDY 'THE JEALOUS LOVERS' by RICHARD BENEFIELD |