Author Witter Bynner Trying beforehand to make out Has been the cause of endless trouble ā Whether we really are or not A bubble. If it is nowhere that we go, It cannot be so hard to bear; For we shall know, too late to know Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments