O SWEET To-morrow! - After to-day There will away This sense of sorrow. Then let us borrow Hope, for a gleaming Soon will be streaming, Dimmed by no gray - No gray! While the winds wing us Sighs from The Gone, Nearer to dawn Minute-beats bring us; When there will sing us Larks, of a glory Waiting our story Further anon - Anon! Doff the black token, Don the red shoon, Right and retune Viol-strings broken: Null the words spoken In speeches of rueing, The night cloud is hueing, To-morrow shines soon - Shines soon! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PREJUDICE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ANTHEM FOR DOOMED YOUTH by WILFRED OWEN SPANIARDS' GRAVES AT THE ISLES OF SHOALS by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER ANTIMENIDAS by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE DESERT WIFE by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER |