Ah, the hours when Life goes singing And winging along Through the starry paths of loving, And Love is so brave and strong! All the ways burn golden with beauty And throb with song. There are times when the song will falter And fray. Dim with confusion and pain Stretches the barren way. The wings droop useless, forgotten, Dingy and grey. Ah, the days when the trailing wings strengthen, And rhythm returns again! Just a sad little minor persisting From struggle and years of pain. Now the way opens out broad and splendid, The music grows deeper; more true Than in days when the golden melody | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUNG LINCOLN by EDWIN MARKHAM OLNEY HYMNS: 9. THE CONTRITE HEART by WILLIAM COWPER BURIAL by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE SOLITUDE OF SPACE by FLORA CECILE ALLISON SAW YE JOHNNIE COMIN'? by JOANNA BAILLIE A DEAD MOTHER by GORDON BOTTOMLEY MATRIMONIAL MELODIES: 5. SPEAKING OF DRIVING by BERTON BRALEY |