Life! Ay, what is it? E'en a moment spun From cycles of eternity. And yet, What wrestling 'mid the fever and the fret Of tangled purposes and hopes undone! What affluence of love! What vict'ries won In agonies of silence, ere trust met A manifold fulfillment, and the wet, Beseeching eyes saw splendors past the sun! What struggle in the web of circumstance, And yearning in the winged music! All, One restless strife from fetters to be free; Till, gathered to eternity's expanse, Is that brief moment at the Father's call; Life! Ay, at best, 'tis but a mystery! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER VERLAINE by ANSELM HOLLO ANDRE'S LAST REQUEST [OR, REQUEST TO WASHINGTON] [OCTOBER 1, 1780] by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS ON THE ART OF WRITING by PHILIP AYRES THE VOLCANIC ISLAND by CLIFFORD BAX SONNET: 1 by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT |