O you tender ones, walk now and then into the breath that blows coldly past, Upon your cheeks let it tremble and part; behind you it will tremble together again. O you blessed ones, you who are whole, you who seem the beginning of hearts, bows for the arrows and arrows' targets-- tear-bright, your lips more eternally smile. Don't be afraid to suffer; return that heaviness to the earth's own weight; heavy are the mountains, heavy the seas. Even the small trees you planted as children have long since become too heavy; you could not carry them now. But the winds...But the spaces… | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY EXCELLENT LUCASIA, ON OUR FRIENDSHIP. 17TH JULY 1651 by KATHERINE PHILIPS TO MR. THOMAS SOUTHERNE, ON HIS BIRTHDAY, 1742 by ALEXANDER POPE IMITATRIX ALES by AULUS LICINIUS ARCHIAS TWO HELPERS by MARY RUSSELL BARTLETT NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 28 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |