Innsbruck, I must be leaving, And go my way with grieving In foreign lands, alack! My joy has all been taken, A stranger and forsaken, I cannot call it back. Great pain my life must darken, And thou alone must hearken To my lamenting, dear. Into thy heart, oh, take me, There warm with kindness make me, When I am far from here. Oh, thou most comfort-spending, My love shall be unending, Staunch, true, without a stain. God keep thee with His guiding, Thy virtues be abiding, Until I come again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHERRY BLOSSOMS BLOWING IN WEST BLOWING SNOW by JAMES GALVIN THE BLACK MAMMY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MARTHA WASHINGTON by SIDNEY LANIER SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: GODWIN JAMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MR. HOUSMAN'S MESSAGE by EZRA POUND AN ISLAND (SAINT HELENA, 1821) by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |