28.10.2007, 10:49
IMPORTUNITY.
I STAND before you as a beggar stands,
Who craves an alms, and will not be denied.
Nor shall I cease to wander by your side,
Until I gain this bounty at your hands :
Grant me your weary thoughts, your hours of pain,
Your dull grey mornings, and your hopeless moods ;
If one sad memory mar your solitudes,
Give that to me, and be at ease again.
Behold, my heart is large enough to bear
Your burdens, and to rock your heart to sleep ;
Give me your griefs ; I do not ask to share
The golden harvest of the joys you reap ;
Be glad alone ; but when your soul 's opprest,
Come here and lay your head and be at rest.
I STAND before you as a beggar stands,
Who craves an alms, and will not be denied.
Nor shall I cease to wander by your side,
Until I gain this bounty at your hands :
Grant me your weary thoughts, your hours of pain,
Your dull grey mornings, and your hopeless moods ;
If one sad memory mar your solitudes,
Give that to me, and be at ease again.
Behold, my heart is large enough to bear
Your burdens, and to rock your heart to sleep ;
Give me your griefs ; I do not ask to share
The golden harvest of the joys you reap ;
Be glad alone ; but when your soul 's opprest,
Come here and lay your head and be at rest.