Am I sadly cast aside, On misfortune's rugged tide? Will the world my pains deride Forever? Must I dwell in Slavery's night, And all pleasure take its flight, Far beyond my feeble sight, Forever? Worst of all, must hope grow dim, And withhold her cheering beam? Rather let me sleep and dream Forever! Something still my heart surveys, Groping through this dreary maze; Is it Hope? -- then burn and blaze Forever! Leave me not a wretch confined, Altogether lame and blind -- Unto gross despair consigned, Forever! Heaven! in whom can I confide? Canst thou not for all provide? Condescend to be my guide Forever: And when this transient life shall end, Oh, may some kind, eternal friend Bid me from servitude ascend, Forever! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXILE TO HIS WIFE by JOSEPH BRENAN HUMAN LIFE: ON THE DENIAL OF IMMORTALITY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE LOVE'S JUSTIFICATION by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI ODES III, 29 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS THE REFORMER by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER A SONG OF MARY by AGNES H. BEGBIE GIVE NOT WITH YOUR HANDS by MACKNIGHT BLACK THE CONTRAST TO WATTS' HYMN 'THE POTTER AND THE CLAT' by JOHN BYROM |