THE world is with me and its many cares, Its woes -- its wants -- the anxious hopes and fears That wait on all terrestrial affairs -- The shades of former and of future years -- Foreboding fancies, and prophetic tears, Quelling a spirit that was once elate: -- Heavens! what a wilderness the earth appears, Where Youth, and Mirth, and Health are out of date! But no -- a laugh of innocence and joy Resounds, like music of the fairy race, And gladly turning from the world's annoy I gaze upon a little radiant face, And bless, internally, the merry boy Who "makes a @3son-shine@1 in a shady-place." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY AND THE WORK by EDWIN MARKHAM EARTH'S IMMORTALITIES: FAME by ROBERT BROWNING THE UNIVERSITY OF GOTTINGEN by GEORGE CANNING TWO FUSILIERS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES A CONTEMPLATION UPON FLOWERS by HENRY KING (1592-1669) |