Looking back along life's trodden way. Gleams and greenness linger on the track: Distance melts and mellows all to-day. Looking back. Rose and purple and a silvery grey, Is that cloud the cloud we called so black? Evening harmonizes all to-day. Looking back. Foolish feet so prone to halt or stray, Foolish heart so restive on the rack! Yesterday we sighed, but not to-day. Looking back. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU ON THE TOWER by THOMAS HARDY SNAKES, MONGOOSES, SNAKE-CHARMERS, AND THE LIKE by MARIANNE MOORE THE SONG THAT SHALL ATONE by KATHARINE LEE BATES BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 2. THE FIRST SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |