YOU dwell amidst a world not far below Splendour of courts, and state of queens and kings, Yet cheer the halt and maimed, with ministerings Of Love. The scoffer says, "@3Your@1 radiant glow But mocks @3their@1 hopeless gloom!" It is not so! Rather do these thank God for her who brings Morn, and a wafture of all fragrant things, To hearts that little else of sunlight know. Far be the day when Life shall have no more Its hills and valleys, only one dead plain! Myself am of the valleys, whence do soar The peaks, and proud in valleys I remain; Yet watch the mountains from the river shore, Nor rail at heights I may not hope to gain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SLEEPLESS NIGHT by SARA TEASDALE OUR COUNTRY'S CALL by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT RELIGION by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR WORD-PORTRAITS: THE DESCRIPTION OF SIR GEOFFREY CHAUCER by ROBERT GREENE THE MOTHER'S LAMENT by ST. CLAIR ADAMS |