Afflictions bring us joy in times to come, When sins, by stripes, to us grow wearisome. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO BE LIKED BY YOU WOULD BE A CALAMITY by MARIANNE MOORE THE ADMIRER by CLAUDIA EMERSON ODE [FOR MUSIC] ON ST. CECILIA'S DAY by ALEXANDER POPE THE HARVEST by EVA K. ANGLESBURG FROM AN EXCAVATION ON THE WARRIOR RIVER by ESTHER BARRETT ARGO SONG, FR. A VISION OF GIORGIONE: GEMMA'S SPRING SONG by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE COMPLAINT OF ANNELIDA TO FALSE ARCITE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |