Classic Poem

Wan Memories, with patient widow faces,
Looked calmly backwards thro' the withered years,
And smiled to find, like dew, in distant places,
Forgotten tears.

And in a shadowy grove of cypress-trees,
With ashes on their garments and their hair,
I found a crowd of Sorrows on their knees
Before Despair.

Also, I saw a Dream with misty face,
And heavy languid eyelids lily-white,
Who made a mockery of Time and Space
By day and night.

And Hope I met, with eyes so blue and blind
They could discern the fruit within the pod,
And in the darkness of the world could find
The Love of God.