Love said one morn to Sorrow "Lend me your robe of grey, And here is mine so gay: Please borrow, And each the other be until to-morrow." At morn they met and parted: Each had her own again; But each a new-felt pain; Broken-hearted, Love; and Sorrow, broken-hearted. Love sighed "No more I'll borrow: I'll never more be glad." . . . "Can Love be oh so sad," Sighed Sorrow: And so they kissed and parted on that morrow. But when these lovers parted God made them seem as one— "For so My will is done Among the broken-hearted," He said; "O ye who are broken-hearted." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY PRAISE THE SUN by JOHN CROWE RANSOM IN TALL GRASS by CARL SANDBURG THE ALLIGATOR by BEATRICE WITTE RAVENEL FOR 'THE WINE OF CIRCE' (BY EDWARD BURNE JONES) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE NEW WORLD; TO THE PEOPLE OF THE UNITED STATES by LAURENCE BINYON |