O-COMRADE Sun, that day by day Dost weave a shadow on my way, Lest, in the luxury of light, My soul forget the neighboring night: -- Wilt thou whene'er, my journey done, Thou wanderest our path upon, Bear in thy beams a memory Of one who walked the world with thee, Or mourn, amid the lavishness Of Life, one hovering shade the less? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ULTIMA VERITAS by WASHINGTON GLADDEN ST. JOHN'S, CAMBRIDGE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW NATIONAL ODE; INDEPENDENCE SQUARE, PHILADELPHIA by BAYARD TAYLOR NATHAHNI AND SOYAZHE by FRANCES DAVIS ADAMS MODERN MANNERS by MARY (CUMBERLAND) ALCOCK |