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 | Longfellow's boyhood poems |  |
But there are griefs I knew not then,—
And storms on life's dark waters—
Sorrow is for the sons of men,
And weeping for earth's daughters!
The cold, cold moon shall see full soon
The stranger's grave so lowly,
Ere yet again it wax and wane,—
Silent and calm, and holy!
And storms on life's dark waters—
Sorrow is for the sons of men,
And weeping for earth's daughters!
The cold, cold moon shall see full soon
The stranger's grave so lowly,
Ere yet again it wax and wane,—
Silent and calm, and holy!
| Longfellow's boyhood poems | |