Author George Meredith I have a hope that's like a star In brightness and in peace:It is that mid my children, far From turmoil I may cease.That I may live my latest days, Their laughter in my ear:Live honour'd, winning honest praise, And die just worth a tear. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments