BECAUSE I craved a gift too great For any prayer of mine to bring, To-day with empty hands I go; Yet must my heart rejoice to know I did not ask a lesser thing. Because the goal I sought lay far In cloud-hid heights, to-day my soul Goes unaccompanied of its own; Yet this shall comfort me alone, I did not seek a nearer goal. O gift ungained, O goal unwon! Still am I glad, remembering this, For all I go unsatisfied, I have kept faith with joy denied, Nor cheated life with cheaper bliss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHELL TO THE PEARL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE LONG WHITE SEAM by JEAN INGELOW THE SANDPIPER by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER IN PRAISE OF OLD AGE by ANAXANDRIDES THE MAID VAR MY BRIDE by WILLIAM BARNES MY LITTLE TASK by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON DARTMOOR: SUNSET AT CHAGFORD: HOMO LOQVITUR by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |