I SOUGHT in the crowded highway, I sought in the mountains free; In busy mart and gathering gay Where men own tawdry Fashions sway And fritter the golden hours away, But know not sympathy. The winds and the waves of Ocean And the caves beneath its sea All blent their tones in sweetest choir To soothe my spirit's wasting fire; Lovely, but cold; my heart's desire Was human sympathy. But when the angels pitied And sent you unto me, I saw the softest love-light shine In your dear eyes, and close to mine There beat your heart, their gift divine, The Pearl of Sympathy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO TOBACCO by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY THE HANDSOME KNIGHT by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II CHARACTERS: MRS. FENTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD MR. CROMEK TO MR. STOTHARD by WILLIAM BLAKE TO THE MOON by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD BY AN INLAND LAKE by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |