Experience bows a sweet contented face, Still setting to her seal that God is true: Beneath the sun, she knows, is nothing new; All things that go return with measured pace, Winds, rivers, man's still recommencing race: ''" While Hope beyond earth's circle strains her view, Past sun and moon, and rain and rainbow too, Enamoured of unseen eternal grace. Experience saith, "My God doth all things well:" And for the morrow taketh little care, Such peace and patience garrison her soul: ''" While Hope, who never yet hath eyed the goal, With arms flung forth, and backward floating h | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COMING AMERICAN by SAM WALTER FOSS EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: COMMON FORM by RUDYARD KIPLING VOICES OF THE NIGHT: PRELUDE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW UNSOPHISTICATED WISHES, BY MISS JEMINA INGOLDSBY, AGED 15 by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM LONG LIVE LIFE by JACQUES BARON |