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Poem by Bryan Waller Procter
Life
WE are born; we laugh; we weep;
We love; we droop; we die!
Ah! wherefore do we laugh or weep?
Why do we live, or die?
Who knows that secret deep?
Alas, not I!
Why doth the violet spring
Unseen by human eye?
Why do the radiant seasons bring
Sweet thoughts that quickly fly?
Why do our fond hearts cling
To things that die?
We toil,—through pain and wrong;
We fight,—and fly;
We love; we lose; and then, ere long,
Stone-dead we lie.
O life! is all thy song
“Endure and—die”?
Bryan Waller Procter
Bryan Waller Procter's other poems:- Golden-Tressed Adelaide
- Sit Down, Sad Soul
- In France
- The Poet's Song to His Wife
- A Petition to Time
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Samuel Coleridge Life ("As late I journey'd o'er the extensive plain") Charlotte Bront¸ Life ("LIFE, believe, is not a dream") Abraham Cowley Life ("Life's a name") Anna Barbauld Life ("Life! I Know Not What Thou Art") Francis Bacon Life ("THE world's a bubble, and the life of man") William Bryant Life ("Oh Life! I breathe thee in the breeze") Florence Coates Life ("Before we knew thee thou wert with us; ay") Paul Dunbar Life ("A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in") James Johnson Life ("Out of the infinite sea of eternity") Henry Van Dyke Life ("LET me but live my life from year to year") Jones Very Life ("IT is not life upon Thy gifts to live") Edith Wharton Life ("LIFE, like a marble block, is given to all") Mary Robinson Life ("”What is this world?thy school, O misery!") Abram Ryan Life ("A baby played with the surplice sleeve")
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