WHERE shall I take my love? I'm weary, Where rest obtain? The day was cold, the evening 's dreary, No house I'll gain -- In barren fields, through darkness pressing, No one is near; Where with my love I'm rest possessing Must not be here. What shall I do with my love, weighing So heavily? Shall I it from the world conveying Sink in the sea? But then 't would sleep in depths receiving No sunshine fair; So I must therefore, my love leaving, Consign elsewhere. Where then shall I with love be driven? To yonder hearth? Ay, there unto the greatest love is given Its righteous worth; And as, from store of fagots feeding Piece after piece, For other's joys, not mine, aye pleading, Find happiness! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE DAWN; SONNET by AMY LOWELL SONNET: 24. THE STREET by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE PHILOSOPHER TOAD by REBECCA S. REED NICHOLS THE LOST CHILD by ST. CLAIR ADAMS A SWING SONG by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |