ONE wept whose only child was dead, New-born, ten years ago. "Weep not; he is in bliss," they said. She answered, "Even so, "Ten years ago was born in pain A child, not now forlorn. But oh, ten years ago, in vain, A mother, a mother was born." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUTH IMPERTURBABLE by CONRAD AIKEN CAVE PAINTING by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG:SO WHY DOES THIS DEAD CARNATION by HAYDEN CARRUTH HAIL TEESSIDE! by CECIL DAY LEWIS FINIS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |