Escaped the gloom of mortal life, a soul Here leaves its mouldering tenement of clay, Safe where no cares their whelming billows roll, No doubts bewilder, and no hopes betray. Like thee, I once have stemm'd the sea of life; Like thee have languish'd after empty joys, Like thee have labour'd in the stormy strife, Been grieved for trifles, and amused with toys. Forget my frailties; thou art also frail: Forgive my lapses; for thyself may'st fall: Nor read unmoved my artless tender tale -- I was a friend, O man, to thee, to all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BODY BREAKING by MARVIN BELL LUNCH AT A CLUB by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TWO POEMS FROM THE WAR: 1 by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH MIDDLE-AGED; A STUDY IN EMOTION by EZRA POUND THE DARK HOUSE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |