O you who through inexorable years Have worn the fraying garments of the flesh, Now lay aside the measure of your fears While ravelled fabric slips a looser mesh. For lightly as the sun-enamoured fawn Leaps from the covert of his sombrous dell, Shall you emerge into a heavenly dawn From out those shadowy purlieus where you dwell, And your swift-fading vesture of despair Shall settle softly back among the leaves, The residue become more strangely fair. Then of the sorrow that your present grieves Naught shall remain. Remember, O forlorn, That when the body dies, is beauty born! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOLES BORED IN A WORKBAG BY THE SCISSORS by MARIANNE MOORE REPORT ON EXPERIENCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN DOROTHY'S DOWER by PHOEBE CARY TO ONE SHORTLY TO DIE by WALT WHITMAN HE MAKES AN END by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A POET ENLISTS by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR EL CAMINO REAL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |