Life flings weariness over me Like a thick gray veil; I see Through its mesh where suns are cold, Nights are ancient and dawns are old. Now at last with glamour gone I can see the naked dawn; Gauge the gilded depths of noon, Coolly question star and moon. And where fired sunsets pale I, who wear life's gray veil, Shall not marvel, shall not care. No light of earth's however fair, Robbed of the sting of its surprise, Can delude my sober eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG OF ETERNITY IN TIME by SIDNEY LANIER TO A DARK GIRL by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT NERVES by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS LOVE IN THE DAWN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET IN MEMORIAM by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON J.K.; SOLDIER OF FORTUNE by BERTON BRALEY |