WHEN one had gone away To join the quiet dead, Bleak, bleak for me the day, And dark the clouds o'erhead. "Her voice I shall not hear again, Nor see her smile," I said. Yet when the Spring winds came The sad earth to beguile, I heard one call my name Whose voice was lost erewhile; And when the early violets blew, Dear God, I saw her smile! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST RESERVATION by WALTER LEARNED PSALM 36. DIXIT INJUSTUS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE AULD ROBIN FORBES by SUSANNA BLAMIRE YESTERDAY by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN TO A NEW YORK SHOP-GIRL DRESSED FOR SUNDAY by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |