Poems (Sharpless)/Discontented
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DISCONTENTED
"Life is commonplace, and tame"—
So I heard a damsel say;—
"Every week so much the same,
A dull monotone of gray:—
I would have it all aflame
With rich hues, and colors gay.
So I heard a damsel say;—
"Every week so much the same,
A dull monotone of gray:—
I would have it all aflame
With rich hues, and colors gay.
"Love, and Joy, and Pride should shine,
E'en tho' sombre shades were there;
Mystic glooms,—this life of mine
Should then show, oh wondrous fair!
But instead I only twine
Threads of stupid household care."
E'en tho' sombre shades were there;
Mystic glooms,—this life of mine
Should then show, oh wondrous fair!
But instead I only twine
Threads of stupid household care."
But when Time his hand had laid
On bright hair, and glancing eye,
When Pride, Grief, and Passion played
With the heart that throbbed so high,
With the future all dismayed,
Thus I heard the poor heart cry:—
On bright hair, and glancing eye,
When Pride, Grief, and Passion played
With the heart that throbbed so high,
With the future all dismayed,
Thus I heard the poor heart cry:—
"Ah me! for the early years!
Smiling 'neath love's gentle light!
When my tears were as the tears
Of a dreaming child at night,
Waking, to find phantom fears
Vanished in the sunshine bright."
Smiling 'neath love's gentle light!
When my tears were as the tears
Of a dreaming child at night,
Waking, to find phantom fears
Vanished in the sunshine bright."