Idle youth By all availed, Through delicacy My life has failed. Ah! for the time When hearts entwine. I told myself: leave, Let them see you no more: Nor with the promise Of higher reward. Let none impede Your austere retreat. I have had patience Unto forgetting; Dread and torment To the heavens are fled, And thirstings vile My veins defile. So does the prairie Given no heed Flourish, and blossom With darnel and weed To the insensate tone Of filthy-mouthed drone. Ah! thousand widowhoods Of poor soul bereft Of all but the image Of Our Lady blessed! Is it this way To the Virgin one prays? Idle youth By all availed, Through delicacy My life has failed. Ah! for the time When hearts entwine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONGS FOR TWO SEASONS: 1. AFTER GRAVE ILLNESS by CAROL FROST DOMESDAY BOOK: THE JURY DELIBERATES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PUTTING IN THE SEED by ROBERT FROST A CONTEMPLATION UPON FLOWERS by HENRY KING (1592-1669) LANDSCAPE by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |