I am weary of living, and I long to rest From the sorrowful and immense fatigue of love; I have lived and loved with a seeking, passionate zest, And weariness and defeat are the end thereof. I have lived in vain, I have loved in vain, I have lost In the game of Fate, and silently I retire; I watch the moon rise over the sea, a ghost Of burning noontides, pallid with spent desire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEROD'S LAMENT FOR MARIAMNE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: THE COWARD by RUDYARD KIPLING THE RE-CURED LOVER EXULTETH IN HIS FREEDOM by THOMAS WYATT THE GYPSIES [OR, GIPSIES] by HENRY HOWARTH BASHFORD WAITING BY THE GATE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT |