(TO G. A. S.) FAR upon the farther side Of the Gate of Tears Lies a country clam and wide; There is peace at eventide Far upon the farther side Of the Gate of Tears. Never gale or tempest blows Thro's the Gate of Tears; That autumnal valley knows Neither nightingale nor rose; All the hills are crowned with snows Where the snowdrop peers. There a broken heart may rest, Free from hopes or fears, Undesiring, undistress'd; While the sunset in the west Gilds the worst and greys the best, Through the Gate of Tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VIKING GRAVE AT LADBY by KAREN SWENSON ELEGY: 16. ON HIS MISTRESS by JOHN DONNE FORMERLY A SLAVE' (AN IDEALIZED PORTRAIT, BY E. VEDDER) by HERMAN MELVILLE THE BALLAD OF CHICKAMAUGA [SEPTEMBER 19-20, 1863] by JAMES MAURICE THOMPSON THE BELFRY PIGEON by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS |