A HIGH road, a hard road; it ofttimes plungeth down To a low road, a long road, where fogs hang like a frown. Oh, but it's like the winds to shift, and it's like the fogs to lift; Then -- It's a new road, an old road, a winding road for me, A new road, an old road, on, through eternity. A low road, a long road; it upward hath a trend To a high road, a hard road, that some day hath an end. Oh, it's a joyous end at last, all the stony uplands past; Then -- It's a new road, an old road, a winding road for me, A new road, an old road, on, through eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE DAISY (3) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 6. THE WANDERING ONE MAKES MUSIC by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS TO THE HONOURABLE AND VIRTUOUS LADY, THE LADY TASBURGH by WILLIAM BASSE THE BEAUTIFUL BEESHAREEN BOY by MATHILDE BLIND THE TWO CHILDREN by EMILY JANE BRONTE |