CAN Life be a Blessing, Or worth the possessing, Can Life be a blessing if Love were away? Ah no! though our Love all Night keep us waking, And though he torment us with Cares all the Day, Yet he sweetens he sweetens our Pains in the taking, There's an Hour at the last, there's an Hour to repay. 2 In ev'ry possessing, The ravishing Blessing, In ev'ry possessing the Fruit of our Pain, Poor Lovers forget long Ages of Anguish, What e're they have suffer'd and done to obtain; 'Tis a Pleasure, a Pleasure to sigh and to languish, When we hope, when we hope to be happy again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY AND THE WORK by EDWIN MARKHAM SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TOWARD THE GULF; DEDICATED TO THEODORE ROOSEVELT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS GEORGE MOORE by MARIANNE MOORE |