My debt to you, Beloved, Is one I cannot pay In any coin of any realm On any reckoning day; For where is he shall figure The debt, when all is said, To one who makes you dream again When all the dreams were dead? Or where is the appraiser Who shall the claim compute Of one who makes you sing again When all the songs were mute? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXISTING POOL by HAYDEN CARRUTH MOUNTAIN FARM by MALCOLM COWLEY A POEM FROM THE EDGE OF AMERICA by JAMES GALVIN MEMORY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: TENNESSEE CLAFLIN SHOPE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |