THOUGH all the joys of life be done, Who cares? so the dearest one Laughs in the sun, plays in the sun. Your heart's love and my heart's love Walking in a Paradise grove And the eyes of God above. Come up hither, look with me! On the pleasant green country, Birds and flowers and waving tree. Here the days go slow and dim Lacking him and wanting him: Life goes quicker than a dream. Your heart's joy and my heart's joy Set above care and annoy, Golden boy and golden boy. So that it goes well with these, Love and Joy and sweetest ease, Who cares if the world's amiss? In the light and ambient air, Groves and fields beyond compare, Oh, they walk there, see they walk there! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MYSTIC'S VISION by MATHILDE BLIND SMOKE IN WINTER by HENRY DAVID THOREAU REASONABLE MELANCHOLY by JOSEPH BEAUMONT IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: GOD IS MY WITNESS by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE PLEASURES OF HOPE: 2 by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE DRAFTED MAN by CHARLES BADGER CLARK JR. VER PERPETUM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE IMPROMPTU ON WRITING A LETTER WITHOUT HAVING ANYTHING TO SAY by WILLIAM COWPER |