ROUND the world and through the world, Under it and over, Like the light in dewdrops pearled, Or the scent in clover, Breathes the sweet and living breath Of a Love more strong than death. Grief will come and loss will come, Saddening many a morrow, But through all, though often dumb, Blessing even sorrow, Love, that knits the souls of friends, Makes for all divine amends. Quench not Love, though pain and wrong Smite the dead and living! Quit ye like true men and strong, Vanquish by forgiving,— Nor in death itself let slip This life's heavenly fellowship! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SEMANTICS OF FLOWERS ON MEMORIAL DAY by BOB HICOK EVERYBODY KNOWS by DAVID IGNATOW ADMETUS; TO MY FRIEND RALPH WALDO EMERSON by EMMA LAZARUS BATTLEDORE AND SHUTTLECOCK by AMY LOWELL DOMESDAY BOOK: WIDOW FORTELKA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |