Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIMMA BELLA; IN MEMORY OF A LITTLE LIFE: 6, by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, bless the law that veils the future's face Last Line: Its footing, and fall headlong from to-day. Subject(s): Death - Children; Death - Babies | ||||||||
Oh, bless the law that veils the Future's face; For who could smile into a baby's eyes, Or bear the beauty of the evening skies, If he could see what cometh on apace? The ticking of the death-watch would replace The baby's prattle for the over-wise; The breeze's murmur would become the cries Of stormy petrels where the breakers race. We live as moves the walker in his sleep, Who walks because he sees not the abyss His feet are skirting as he goes his way: If we could see the morrow from the steep Of our security, the soul would miss Its footing, and fall headlong from to-day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST CHILDREN by RANDALL JARRELL THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN MELANCHOLY; AN ODE by WILLIAM BROOME SISTERS IN ARMS by AUDRE LORDE A BOTANICAL TROPE by WILLIAM MEREDITH FOR MOHAMMED ZEID OF GAZA, AGE 15 by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE SUNKEN GOLD by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON |
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