O, deem not they are blest alone Whose lives a peaceful tenor keep; For God, who pities man, hath shown A blessing for the eyes that weep. The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears, And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years. There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night, And grief may bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light. Nor let the good man's trust depart, Though life its common gifts deny; Though with a sad and broken heart, He sees his hopes most cherished die. For God has marked each sorrowing day, And numbered every secret tear, And heaven's long age of bliss shall pay For all his children suffer here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER DEATH by FRANCES ISABEL PARNELL THE IDEA by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON TO THE NIGHTINGALE by PHILIP AYRES PORTRAIT SONNETS: 3 by HENRY BELLAMANN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. THE BABE by EDWARD CARPENTER |