I TRIPPED along a narrow way, Plucking the same flowers, day by day; The sun which round about me lay Had never seemed to sink. But now at once the path divides; I see new flowers bloom on all sides; I stop, while doubt the sun half hides: I have begun to think. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 1. SUNRISE IN THE TROPICS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON FLUTE-PRIEST SONG FOR RAIN; CEREMONIAL AT THE SUN SPRING by AMY LOWELL FREE FANTASIA ON JAPANESE THEMES by AMY LOWELL SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JAMES GARBER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DECISION (APRIL 14, 1861) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IN 'DESIGNING A CLOAK TO CLOAK HIS DESIGNS' YOU WRESTED FROM OBLIVION by MARIANNE MOORE |