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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COMPENSATION, by JOHN LANGDON JONES
First Line: No winter has there been whose raging cold
Last Line: I can not hear the music that is thine.
Subject(s): Children; Graves; Winter; Childhood; Tombs; Tombstones
First Line: No winter has there been whose raging cold
Last Line: I can not hear the music that is thine.
Subject(s): Children; Graves; Winter; Childhood; Tombs; Tombstones
No winter has there been whose raging cold
Spent not its tyrant anger ere the spring
Began to flower the waiting earth and sing
Of crocus, hyacinth, and marigold.
No tempest ever lashed, nor waters rolled,
But that the ocean soon became a thing
Asleep: as safe beneath her mother's wing
A child finds slumber when her sobs are told.
Those heaven-blue eyes that thy Creator gave
Made me half worldly praying at a shrine,
And since the utter loss of thee I lave
My lips from unsweet cups incarnadine.
Thou canst not smell the blossoms o'er thy grave
I can not hear the music that is thine.
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