Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE SHADOWS: 21, by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) Poet's Biography First Line: Sometimes, when sunshine and blue sky prevail Last Line: And sink into my habit of despair. Subject(s): Despair; Sickness; Illness | ||||||||
Sometimes, when sunshine and blue sky prevail -- When spent winds sleep, and, from the budding larch, Small birds, with incomplete, vague sweetness, hail The unconfirmed, yet quickening life of March, -- Then say I to myself, half-eased of care, Toying with hope as with a maiden's token, -- "This glorious, invisible fresh air Will clear my blood till the disease be broken." But slowly, from the wild and infinite west, Up-sails a cloud, full-charged with bitter sleet. The omen gives my spirit deep unrest; I fling aside the hope, as indiscreet, -- A false enchantment, treacherous and fair, -- And sink into my habit of despair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL AFTERNOON AT MACDOWELL by JANE KENYON HAVING IT OUT WITH MELANCHOLY by JANE KENYON SONNET: 9. HOPE by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES IN THE SHADOWS: 19 by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) |
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