If all the skies were sunshine, Our faces would be fain To feel once more upon them The cooling plash of rain. If all the world were music, Our hearts would often long For one sweet strain of silence. To break the endless song. If life were always merry, Our souls would seek relief, And rest from weary laughter In the quiet arms of grief. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ORACLES by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 10. THE PORTRAIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI WHITE HEAD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN THE POET, AND HIS INTERPRETERS by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |