STRENGTH and Life have fled afar, Friends are not, and Mirth is dead; Gone is pride that erstwhile fed Faith is my frail star. Once I hailed a friend in Truth Ere I knew her changing guise; When the scales fell from mine eyes, Ah, the bitter ruth! Everlasting is her pow'r, And all men that pass her by Unperceiving, fruitlessly Live their little hour. God doth speak and man that hears Needs must answer; all of good Life hath given me is the flood Eased my heart of tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAROL: NEW STYLE by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DAT GAL O' MINE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TO HORACE BUMSTEAD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE STARLING; SONNET by AMY LOWELL SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALBERT SCHIRDING by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WILLIAM JONES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |