INTENT on gathering wool from hedge and brake Yon busy Little-ones rejoice that soon A poor old Dame will bless them for the boon: Great is their glee while flake they add to flake With rival earnestness; far other strife Than will hereafter move them, if they make Pastime their idol, give their day of life To pleasure snatched for reckless pleasure's sake. Can pomp and show allay one heart-born grief? Pains which the World inflicts can she requite? Not for an interval however brief; The silent thoughts that search for stedfast light, Love from her depths, and Duty in her might, And Faith--these only yield secure relief. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STONEWALL JACKSON'S WAY by JOHN WILLIAMSON PALMER VERSES TO A YOUNG FRIEND by BERNARD BARTON THE WARRIOR MAID by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH MUNUSCULUM by WHEATON H. BREWER BILL JINKS by MARCUS ANDREW HISLOP CLARKE THE ENTHUSIAST, SONGS OF ARLA: 2 by ANNE BATTEN CRISTALL |