Thou knowest all: -- I seek in vain What lands to till or sow with seed; The land is black with briar and weed, Nor cares for falling tears or rain. Thou knowest all: -- I sit and wait With blinded eyes and hands that fail, Till the last lifting of the veil That hangs before God's holy gate. Thou knowest all: -- I cannot see; I trust I shall not live in vain: I @3know@1 that we shall meet again In some divine eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAND OF COUNTERPANE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON DECEMBER'S GIFT by DEBRA BRUCE TRAILING ARBUTUS by JOHN BURROUGHS VERSES: THE MASTER'S SPEECH by JOHN BYROM SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 39 by BLISS CARMAN |