Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FATES, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: When I was lying sick in bed Last Line: For now you make my spirit strong.' Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. | ||||||||
When I was lying sick in bed The Fates said, 'Come, we'll have some sport. Your mother's life,' they said, 'is done: You have no strength in hand or foot, And she is calling for her son.' A second blow struck down my love, And she was taken from my side -- The one who watched me night and day; And strangers came and offered help, But all their love was talk of pay. And then the Fates struck out again: They filled these strangers with distrust, That I had done my love some wrong: 'Ah, cruel Fates,' thought I, 'you lose, For now you make my spirit strong.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHILD'S PET by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A MOTHER TO HER SICK CHILD by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A STRANGE MEETING by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A THOUGHT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ADVICE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES APRIL'S LAMBS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES BIRD AND BROOK by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES COWSLIPS AND LARKS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DAYS TOO SHORT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES EARLY MORN by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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