Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AD ASTRA: 113, by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE First Line: Thus every sorrow hides a central joy Last Line: A finer insight into all that is. Alternate Author Name(s): Cayzer, Charles Subject(s): Life | ||||||||
Thus every sorrow hides a central joy, And with all suffering and pain'd under-song God mingles a bright tempering of alloy That more than compensates the seeming wrong; For to the maim'd Life's holiest joys belong A keener sensibility to bliss, A finer insight into all that is. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRIVILEGE OF BEING by ROBERT HASS SEAWATER STIFFENS CLOTH by JANE HIRSHFIELD SAYING YES TO LIVING by DAVID IGNATOW THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP by DAVID IGNATOW A DULL DAY IN SEPTEMBER by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE |
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