MAN'''S life is but a working day Whose tasks are set aright: A time to work, a time to pray, And then a quiet night. And then, please God, a quiet night Where palms are green and robes are white, A long-drawn breath, a balm for sorrow,''" And all things lovely on the morrow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AELLA: THE MINSTREL'S SONG by THOMAS CHATTERTON THE CHRONICLE; A BALLAD by ABRAHAM COWLEY A SONG OF FREEDOM by ALICE MILLIGAN AT A SOLEMN MUSIC by JOHN MILTON THE HAPPY LIFE OF A COUNTRY PARSON by ALEXANDER POPE VERSES OCCASIONED BY THE SUDDEN DRYING UP..ST.PATRICK'S WELL by JONATHAN SWIFT |