We vex each other with our presence, I By my regrets and by my mocking face, You by your laughter and mad gaiety, And both by cruel thoughts of happier days. Is then the world so narrow that we pace These streets like prisoners still with eyes askance, As bound together in the fell embrace Of a dark chain which bars deliverance? Nay, go your ways. I will not vex you more. Make your own terms with life, while you are fair. There is none better learned in woman's lore. You yet may take revenge on grief and care, And 'twas your nature ever to be gay, Why should I scoff? Be merry while you may. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG: SO OFTEN, SO LONG I HAVE THOUGHT by HAYDEN CARRUTH FRAGMENTS WRITTEN WHILE TRAVELING...A MIDWESTERN HEAT WAVE by JAMES GALVIN THE LAST WISH by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON MISS KILMANSEGG AND HER PRECIOUS LEG: HER DEATH by THOMAS HOOD MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 6 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE METAMORPHOSIS OF THE WALNUT-TREE OF BOARSTELL: ECLOGUE by WILLIAM BASSE |