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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS IS MY WAY, by RALPH WARD DOUBERLY First Line: Some have drunk their cares to sleep Last Line: Since I was just a little boy. | |||
Some have drunk their cares to sleep And gone to paradise with wine, But I no tryst or vigil keep With any offspring of the vine. My solace in my times of woe Is songs of sadness, plaintive, old, Full of that pain that all men know, That men have known for time untold. And when my lips have sung these songs Somehow I do not feel so sad; It seems to sing of wounds and wrongs Consoles my heart and makes me glad. I do not know why this should be, Why grief on grief begets this joy, But it has been that way with me Since I was just a little boy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 23 by JAMES JOYCE OUTWARD BOUND by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ON LYDIA DISTRACTED; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES THE QUEEN IN FRANCE; AN ANCIENT SCOTTISH BALLAD by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN MADMAN I HAVE BEEN CALLED by WILLIAM BLAKE THE MOCKING-BIRD by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD ACROSS THE DELAWARE by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON |
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