Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A SONG FOR THE WEARY, by MARCUS S. C. RICKARDS


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A SONG FOR THE WEARY, by                    
First Line: Seems it so sad and strange
Last Line: Thee to his breast!
Subject(s): Dreams; Hearts; Life; Moon; Singing & Singers; Nightmares


SEEMS it so sad and strange
That in the world's wide range
Hearts vexed by toil and change
Find not repose?
Man, thou art but a guest!
Earth spreads for thee her best;
Her rarest to thy quest
She will disclose:

Yet has she never heard,
Never, of one soft word;
No faery bee or bird
Sets it to song:
Rest is the word, and lo!
To some sweet Long-ago,
All of it thou dost know
Can but belong.

Could fierce winds teach it thee?
Could the inconstant sea?
Could soft play o'er the lea
Of glancing beam?
Moon and stars know it not:
Even men have forgot
The dear lore of past lot,
In life's sad dream.

But that kind Seraphs flit
Round thee to whisper it,
Would not false Sense outwit
Memory's truth?
But for the spirit's fire,
But for the heart's desire,
But that Earth's pleasures tire
Even fresh youth.

Seek it here, if thou must,
'Mid strife, and loss, and rust,
To find in mortal dust
Earth's only rest!
Seek it in Bliss of old,
Glory to be retold;
And find a God will fold
Thee to His breast!





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