Some hearts go hungering thro' the world And never find the love they seek. Some lips with pride or scorn are curled To hide the pain they may not speak. The eyes may flash, the mouth may smile -- And yet beneath them all the while The hungering heart is pining still. For them does life's dull desert hold No fountain's shade, no gardens fair, Nor gush of waters clear and cold, But sandy reaches wide and bare. The foot may fail, the soul may faint, And weigh to earth the weary frame, Yet still they make no weak complaint And speak no word of grief or blame. O eager eyes, which gaze afar, O arms which clasp the empty air, Not all unmarked your sorrows are, Not all unpitied your despair. Smile, patient lips, so proudly dumb -- HAVE FAITH! Before life's tent is furled Your recompense shall come, O hearts that hunger through the world! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUSSEX DRINKING SONG by HILAIRE BELLOC CAMPUS SONNET: BEFORE AN EXAMINATION by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ARMAGEDDON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 3. WASHINGTON, D.C. by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: WIDOW FORTELKA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE NEW APOCRYPHA: BUSINESS REVERSES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE SPARROW HARK IN THE RAIN (ALEXANDER STEPHENS HEARS NEWS) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |