MANY tributes Life hath brought me, Delicate and touched with splendour ... Of all gracious gifts and tender She hath given no gift diviner Than your silver tears of sorrow For my wild heart's suffering. Many evils Time hath wrought me, Happiness and health hath broken ... Of all joy or grief for token He hath left no gift diviner Than your silver tears of Sorrow For my wild heart's suffering. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS ARMY BEFORE BANNOCKBURN by ROBERT BURNS BOLDNESS IN LOVE by THOMAS CAREW LESSER EPISTLES: TO A YOUNG LADY WITH SOME LAMPREYS by JOHN GAY THE EAGLE'S SONG by RICHARD MANSFIELD ON BEING BROUGHT FROM AFRICA TO AMERICA by PHILLIS WHEATLEY |