O-COMRADE Sun, that day by day Dost weave a shadow on my way, Lest, in the luxury of light, My soul forget the neighboring night: -- Wilt thou whene'er, my journey done, Thou wanderest our path upon, Bear in thy beams a memory Of one who walked the world with thee, Or mourn, amid the lavishness Of Life, one hovering shade the less? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MODULATIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ALEXANDER CRUMMELL - DEAD by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR TO THE MEN OF KENT by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE CITY: 1. VILLAGE FANTASY - THE QUEST by STIRLING BOWEN |