 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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AT THE WIND'S WILL.
So
far, so far have I come,
Blown by the Wind of Fate:
Whither? The Voice is dumb.—
The Silence dismays me, I wait.
Blown by the Wind of Fate:
Whither? The Voice is dumb.—
The Silence dismays me, I wait.
The Sunshine mocks me at morn,
The Stars deride me at night;
Shall strength in my soul be born
To triumph over their slight?
The Stars deride me at night;
Shall strength in my soul be born
To triumph over their slight?
Shall I live when their fires are out?
Shall I reach where they cannot go?
Ah, Fate, resolve me the doubt,—
Blow on, strong Wind! I will know.
Shall I reach where they cannot go?
Ah, Fate, resolve me the doubt,—
Blow on, strong Wind! I will know.
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |