LET him answer as he will, Or be lightsome as he may, Now nor after shall he say Worn-out words enough to kill, Or to lull down by their craft, Doubt, that was born yesterday, When he lied and when she laughed. Let him find another name For the starlight on the snow, Let him teach her till she know That all seasons are the same, And all sheltered ways are fair,-- Still, wherever she may go, Doubt will have a dwelling there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIDE AND SEEK by SARA TEASDALE PISCATAQUA RIVER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE RUSH OF THE OREGON by ARTHUR GUITERMAN I AM THE PEOPLE, THE MOB by CARL SANDBURG MOUNTAIN STORM by FRANCES DAVIS ADAMS ALAS! by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |