O NEVER laugh again! Laughter is dead, Deep hiding in her grave, A sacred thing. O never laugh again, Never take hands and run Through the wild streets, Or sing, Glad in the sun: For she, the immortal sweetness of all sweets, Took laughter with her When she went away With sleep. O never laugh again! Ours but to weep, Ours but to pray. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BARBER'S by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 2 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE WIRES by ALEXANDER ANDERSON A LEGEND OF MINNESOTA by LILLIAN ATCHERSON THE PILGRIM by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |