English Poetry. Frederick Goddard Tuckerman. First Series. 27. So to the mind long brooding but on it. Фредерик Годдард Такерман.

Frederick Goddard Tuckerman (Фредерик Годдард Такерман)

First Series. 27. So to the mind long brooding but on it

So to the mind long brooding but on it
A haunting theme for anger, joy, or tears,
With ardent eyes, not what we think appears;
But hunted home, behold! its opposite.
Worn sorrow breaking in disastrous mirth,
And wild tears wept of laughter, like the drops
Shook by the trampling thunder to the earth;
And each seems either, or but a counterfeit
Of that it would dissemble: hopes are fears
And love is woe: nor here the discord stops;
But through all human life runs the account,
Born into pain and ending bitterly--
Yet sweet perchance, betweentime, like a fount
That rises salt and freshens to the sea.

Frederick Goddard Tuckerman’s other poems:

1. First Series. 5. And so the day drops by, the horizon draws
2. Third Series. 4. Thin little leaves of wood fern, ribbed and toothed
3. First Series. 8. As when down some broad river dropping, we
4. Second Series. 15. Gertrude and Gulielma, sister-twins
5. First Series. 13. As one who walks and weeps by alien brine

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