I COULD be glad and gay to-night If those I love were gay. But they have shadows o'er their sight I cannot sweep away. My body laughs and leaps and sings. I could go proud and sweet. But those I love have broken wings. Dance not! Dance not, my feet! I could have faith in God enough To keep me joyfully. But those I love must take the rough Dark way of doubt. Ah me, -- Would God that they by trusting too Gave me my right to Faith! But how dare I drink heaven-dew While those I love drink death? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FIRESIDE by NATHANIEL COTTON NATIONALITY by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS SORROW by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE AFTER THE QUARREL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR FRAGMENTS OF A LOST GNOSTIC POEM OF THE 12TH CENTURY by HERMAN MELVILLE UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 25. MOTHER AND SON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |