INTENT on gathering wool from hedge and brake Yon busy Little-ones rejoice that soon A poor old Dame will bless them for the boon: Great is their glee while flake they add to flake With rival earnestness; far other strife Than will hereafter move them, if they make Pastime their idol, give their day of life To pleasure snatched for reckless pleasure's sake. Can pomp and show allay one heart-born grief? Pains which the World inflicts can she requite? Not for an interval however brief; The silent thoughts that search for stedfast light, Love from her depths, and Duty in her might, And Faith--these only yield secure relief. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WITH BEST WISHES by DOROTHY PARKER NIGHTINGALES by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE OLD STOIC by EMILY JANE BRONTE REUBEN BRIGHT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 7. SUPREME SURRENDER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI BLIGHTERS by SIEGFRIED SASSOON |