We're wending the trail of the vanishing road, With a song and a shout, just to lighten the load, That lies in the heart, filled with queries and cares, For never a traveler knows where he fares. But on with a jest, and rollicksome cheer, With laughter that leaps, as a veil, for the tear; The world's weary caravan finds that abode That lies at the end of the vanishing road. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLAD OF THE GIBBET by FRANCOIS VILLON QUATORZAINS: 5. TO NIGHT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE VISIONARY by EMILY JANE BRONTE TO SHAKESPEARE by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE RORY O'MORE; OR, ALL FOR GOOD LUCK by SAMUEL LOVER AT THE PICTURE-SHOW by KARLE WILSON BAKER AN ADDRESS TO THE DEITY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: A LOFTY MIND by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |