What classic form can hold the restless song That day and night the world is chiming me, Rending my heart with its discordancy? "Pain, pain is right; joy, joy, ah! joy is wrong." Now on these April lawns the robins throng And sing, "O happy love, O ecstasy." A voice beside me mutters, "Charity." "Yes," cowering wretch, "to one God we belong." "Love, love, O love," all sunny places sing. "Nay, suffer, suffer," cries each human sight, "Thy garland be the crown thy Lord did wear." My heart was faint at thought of suffering, Until Love whispered: "First be my true knight, Or pain can find no load for you to bear." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAINT BRIDE'S LULLABY by WILLIAM SHARP THERE WILL COME SOFT RAINS' by SARA TEASDALE PSALM 98 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE RETURN OF THE BIRDS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 78 by BLISS CARMAN QUATRAIN: MNEMOSYNE by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN THE DINOSAURS' EGG by NATHALIA CRANE |