GOD of the silence! must my prayer be vain For her whose lips will laugh no more with spring? Hast thou no boon except this peaceless pain In whose dull presence heart nor soul can sing? Ah! I had dreamed of good in every thing — If there be good in death it is not plain — God of the silence! must my prayer be vain For her whose lips will laugh no more with spring? There is deep meaning in the wind and rain, I can see light where war's black cannons ring — But when her harmless little life is slain, It is so hard to find grace in the sting; God of the silence! must my prayer be vain For her whose lips will laugh no more with spring? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK: FIT 3. THE BAKER'S TALE by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON A SOLILOQUY; OCCASIONED BY THE CHIRPING OF A GRASSHOPPER by WALTER HARTE THE CITY AT THE END OF THINGS by ARCHIBALD LAMPMAN THE STOLEN CHILD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 3. OF CONTENTMENT by WILLIAM BASSE |