WE never sang together Ravenscroft's terse old tune On Sundays or on weekdays, In sharp or summer weather, At night-time or at noon. Why did we never sing it, Why never so incline On Sundays or on weekdays, Even when soft wafts would wing it From your far floor to mine? Shall we that tune, then, never Stand voicing side by side On Sundays or on weekdays?. . . Or shall we, when for ever In Sheol we abide, Sing it in desolation, As we might long have done On Sundays or on weekdays With love and exultation Before our sands had run? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY GARDEN by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN IN THE WILDERNESS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES EPITAPH ON THE TOMB OF SIR EDWARD GILES AND HIS WIFE by ROBERT HERRICK PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 91 by EDWIN ARNOLD FRIEND by MARJORIE DUGDALE ASHE MEARY'S SMILE by WILLIAM BARNES |