To a Beloved Child
by Patrick Pearse
Laughing mouth, what tortures me is
That thou shalt be weeping;
Lovely face, it is my pity
That thy brightness shall grow grey.
Noble head, thou art proud,
But thou shalt bow with sorrow;
And it is a pitiful thing I forbode for thee
Whenever I kiss thee.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet L by William Shakespeare
- Who of you ever
- The Garden By The Bridge
- Stir in Stillness by Shruti Talnikar
- Conquistador
- The Last Redoubt poem – Alfred Austin
- The Mystery by Sara Teasdale
- He Remembers Forgotten Beauty by William Butler Yeats
- Sonnet To Spenser poem – John Keats poems
- Ольга Берггольц – Пусть голосуют дети
- Identity poem – A. R. Ammons poems | Poetry Monster
- Michael Robartes And The Dancer by William Butler Yeats
- Astigmatism poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Анатолий Жигулин – Из больничной тетради
- The Withdrawal by Robert Lowell
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