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TRAILS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES

Poet Analysis

First Line: HE LEAVES HIS SILVER TRAIL BEHIND
Last Line: AND NEVER SEE THEIR GOLDEN TRAILS.
Subject(s): ROADS; PATHS; TRAILS;
He leaves his silver trail behind,
But has no silver on his way;
His path is rough, and sometimes dark,
And troubles come by night and day:
Slowly he moves – this humble snail –
And never sees his silver trail.

So, men who give us golden lines
Have written them in blood and sweat,
Time never turns a thought to gold,
Unless a tear has made it wet:
They suffer – like these humble snails –
And never see their golden trails.



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