A MONTH ago I was happy! No, Not happy, yet encircled by deep joy, Which, though 'twas all around, I could not touch But it was ever thus with Happiness: It is the gay to-morrow of the mind That never comes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE TAVERN by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE RELIEF OF LUCKNOW (SEPTEMBER 25, 1857) by ROBERT TRAILL SPENCE LOWELL THE ROSE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH DAY-DAWN IN ITALY by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA |