Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SELF-INTERROGATION, by EMILY JANE BRONTE Poet's Biography First Line: The evening passes fast away Last Line: "and break in glorious morn! " Alternate Author Name(s): Bell, Ellis Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
" THE evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in thy breast? " The vanished day? It leaves a sense Of labour hardly done; Of little, gained with vast expense, -- A sense of grief alone! " Time stands before the door of Death, Upbraiding bitterly; And Conscience, with exhaustless breath, Pours black reproach on me: " And though I've said that Conscience lies, And Time should Fate condemn; Still, sad Repentance clouds my eyes, And makes me yield to them! " Then art thou glad to seek repose? Art glad to leave the sea, And anchor all thy weary woes In calm Eternity? " Nothing regrets to see thee go -- Not one voice sobs ' farewell,' And where thy heart has suffered so, Canst thou desire to dwell?" " Alas! The countless links are strong That bind us to our clay; The loving spirit lingers long, And would not pass away! " And rest is sweet, when laurelled fame Will crown the soldier's crest; But, a brave heart, with a tarnished name, Would rather fight than rest." " Well, thou hast fought for many a year, Hast fought thy whole life through, Hast humbled Falsehood, trampled Fear; What is there left to do? " " 'Tis true, this arm has hotly striven, Has dared what few would dare; Much have I done, and freely given, But little learnt to bear! " " Look on the grave, where thou must sleep, Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe. " The long war closing in defeat, Defeat serenely borne, Thy midnight rest may still be sweet, And break in glorious morn! " | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...CONSTANT CHANGE FIGURES by LYN HEJINIAN ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD FROM THIS HEIGHT by TONY HOAGLAND |
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