A SPLENDOUR amid glooms, -- a sunny thread Woven into a tapestry of cloud, -- A merry child a-playing with the shroud That lies upon a breathless mother's bed, -- A garland on the front of one new wed, Trembling and weeping while her troth is vowed, -- A school-boy's laugh that rises light and loud In licensed freedom from ungentle dread; These are ensamples of the Happiness, For which our nature fits us; more and less Are parts of all things to the mortal given, Of Love, Joy, Truth, and Beauty. Perfect Light Would dazzle, not illuminate, our sight, -- From earth it is enough to glimpse at Heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A SCREEN-MAKER by MARIANNE MOORE HOHENLINDEN by THOMAS CAMPBELL FRIENDS BEYOND by THOMAS HARDY ON MAN by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR MARY'S GIRLHOOD (FOR A PICTURE): 1 by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI IDYLLS OF THE KING: THE LAST TOURNAMENT by ALFRED TENNYSON THE TWO TREES by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |