IN lighter vein, -- blue eyes and rosy lips, Gay songs and dances, jests and merry quips; No thought of the great mysteries of Pain And Life and Death, but just a clear refrain, That in 'twixt thoughts of love and laughter slips, Light as the foam that from the oar-blade drips, -- Such is the measure of our careless strain, In lighter vein. Safe into port come all our wandering ships, From those dim lands o'er which the horizon dips; Our Fancy's castles prove not all in Spain; Oh, life is fair and every path is plain, If we but woo the muse who ever trips In lighter vein. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INDIAN SUMMER by SARA TEASDALE WIND AND WINDOW FLOWER by ROBERT FROST THE SONG OF THE MOUTH-ORGAN by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE A PRIZE RIDDLE ON HERSELF WHEN 24 by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 95, 96. AL-AZALI, AL-BAKI by EDWIN ARNOLD |