Poem by John Vance Cheney

Tears

Not in the time of pleasure
Hope doth set her bow;
But in the sky of sorrow,
Over the vale of woe.

Through gloom and shadow look we
On beyond the years!
The soul would have no rainbow
Had the eyes no tears.

1. Somewhere
2. Wherever a Green Blade Looks up
3. The Parting of Ilmar and Haadin
4. Days That Come and Go
5. Every One to His Own Way

Edward Thomas Tears ("IT seems I have no tears left. They should have fallen")

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