Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CONSOLATION, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O friends, we are drawing nearer home Last Line: And bruise us into dust. Subject(s): Consolation | ||||||||
O FRIENDS, we are drawing nearer home As day by day goes by; Nearer the fields of fadeless bloom, The joys that never die. Ye doubting souls, from doubt be free, -- Ye mourners, mourn no more, For every wave of death's dark sea Breaks on that blissful shore. God's ways are high above our ways, -- So shall we learn at length, And tune our lives to sing his praise With all our mind, might, strength. About our devious paths of ill He sets his stern decrees, And works the wonder of his will Through pains and promises. Strange are the mysteries He employs, Yet we his love will trust, Though it should blight our dearest joys, And bruise us into dust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHAKESPEARE'S GRAVE by ROBINSON JEFFERS RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EINSTEIN by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH HOLDERLIN'S JOURNEY by EDWIN MUIR THE PRODIGAL SON by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE COMFORT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A SPINSTER'S STINT by ALICE CARY |
|