Am I sadly cast aside, On misfortune's rugged tide? Will the world my pains deride Forever? Must I dwell in Slavery's night, And all pleasure take its flight, Far beyond my feeble sight, Forever? Worst of all, must hope grow dim, And withhold her cheering beam? Rather let me sleep and dream Forever! Something still my heart surveys, Groping through this dreary maze; Is it Hope? -- then burn and blaze Forever! Leave me not a wretch confined, Altogether lame and blind -- Unto gross despair consigned, Forever! Heaven! in whom can I confide? Canst thou not for all provide? Condescend to be my guide Forever: And when this transient life shall end, Oh, may some kind, eternal friend Bid me from servitude ascend, Forever! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EXILE OF ERIN by THOMAS CAMPBELL A CHRISTMAS CAROL (1) by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON ON THE DEATH OF MR. PURCELL by JOHN DRYDEN THE TIDE OF FAITH by MARY ANN EVANS HAWTHORNE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW IN THE PINK' by SIEGFRIED SASSOON |