Classic and Contemporary Poetry
APPRECIATION, by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER First Line: What recks he now that in his silent hall Last Line: And lo, they wreathe his brow with fadeless flowers! | ||||||||
What recks he now that in his silent hall, And in his death-dulled ear they speak the praise Which would have heartened those exacting days When to his task plain Duty kept him thrall? Or, cares he aught if deep upon his pall Lie flowers of sweetest scent or softest hue? They had been welcome once, for we recall That in his dusty lane none ever grew. But while he failed the lifting word to hear That sings itself like music through the soul; While each flower-face had been a friend to cheer, Let this all lonely toilers now console: He hears "Well Done" from other lips than ours, And lo, they wreathe his brow with fadeless flowers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A GLOAMING CALL by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER A MANTEL CLOCK by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER A NEW YEAR THOUGHT by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER ABSENCE by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER AN AUTUMN EVENING by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER AN ECHO by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER ANNIVERSARIES by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER AT GOLDSMITH'S GRAVE by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER AT NIAGARA FALLS by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER AT THE RIVER by ALEXANDER LOUIS FRASER |
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