The Long View
Some day of days! Some dawning yet to be I shall be clothed with immortality! And, in that day, I shall not greatly care That Jane spilt candle grease upon the stair. It will not grieve me then, as once it did, That careless hands have chipped my teapot lid. I groan, being burdened. But, in that glad day, I shall forget vexations of the way. That needs were often great, when means were small, Will not perplex me any more at all A few short years at most (it may be less), I shall have done with earthly storm and stress. So, for this day, I lay me at Thy feet. O, keep me sweet, my Master! Keep me sweet!
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"Some day of days! Some dawning yet to be..."
This evocative piece by Fay Inchfawn, titled "The Long View", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...