LOVE led me to an unknown land and fain was I to go; From peak to peak a weary way he lures me to and fro; On narrow ledge and dizzy height he dares my wayworn feet -- I would that I were back again to walk Old Friendship Street. It's there one knew the level road, the even grass-grown way; My brain grew never wildered there, my feet might never stray; But here I quarrel for the path with every soul I meet -- I would that I were back again to walk OldFriendship Street. It's here I find no gracious hand to close within my own, But there one never raised a song to find he sang alone; And always at a neighbor's hearth were kindly glass and seat -- I would that I were back again to walk Old Friendship Street. I'm sick of awful depths and heights, I'm sick of storm and strife; I'll let Love lead for bolder folk and take my ease in life. I know whose voice will hail me first, whose welcoming be sweet -- It's I am going back again to walk Old Friendship Street. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DARKEST HOUR; OXFORD, 1917 by GEORGE SANTAYANA DINOSAUR NATIONAL by KAREN SWENSON BALLAD: TIME OF ROSES by THOMAS HOOD OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE MOTHER'S HEART by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON THE ROSE (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI A SERIOUS REFLECTION ON HUMAN LIFE, SELECTION by HENRY BAKER |