Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WE ARE CHILDREN, by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Children indeed are we - children that Last Line: When he returns, all will be sleeping sound. Alternate Author Name(s): Maitland, Thomas Variant Title(s): When We Are All Asleep Subject(s): Children; Childhood | ||||||||
CHILDREN indeed are we -- children that wait Within a wondrous dwelling, while on high Stretch the sad vapors and the voiceless sky; The house is fair, yet all is desolate Because our Father comes not; clouds of fate Sadden above us -- shivering we espy The passing rain, the cloud before the gate, And cry to one another, "He is nigh!" At early morning, with a shining Face, He left us innocent and lily-crown'd; And now this late -- night cometh on apace -- We hold each other's hands and look around, Frighted at our own shades! Heaven send us grace! When He returns, all will be sleeping sound. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE THE BALLAD OF JUDAS ISCARIOT by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN |
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