Over the wintry threshold Who comes with joy today, So frail, yet so enduring, To triumph o'er dismay? Ah, quick her tears are springing, And quickly they are dried, For sorrow walks before her, But gladness walks beside. She comes with gusts of laughter, -- The music as of rills; With tenderness and sweetness, The wisdom of the hills. Her hands are strong to comfort, Her heart is quick to heed; She knows the signs of sadness, She knows the voice of need; There is no living creature, However poor or small, But she will know its trouble, And hearken to its call. Oh, well they fare forever, By mighty dreams possessed, Whose hearts have lain a moment On that eternal breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST SHEEP by ELIZABETH CECILIA CLEPHANE CATHOLIC HYMN by EDGAR ALLAN POE A SATIRICAL ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A LATE FAMOUS GENERAL by JONATHAN SWIFT COMMENDATORY VERSE FOR THE FAERIE QUEENE by H. B. THE WORKING MAN'S SONG by JOHN STUART BLACKIE SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 86 by BLISS CARMAN QUATRAIN: MNEMOSYNE by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN SONG WRITTEN AT THE REQUEST OF LADY AUSTEN by WILLIAM COWPER |