At Long Last

Late, late, the prize is drawn, the goal attained,

The Heart’s Desire fulfilled, Love’s guerdon gained.

Wealth’s use is past, Fame’s crown of laurel mocks

The downward-drooping head and grizzled locks.

The end is reached-the end of toil and strife-

The end of life.

Love flowers and fades like grass, and flowers again;

The spendthrift lovers waste themselves in vain;

Their fiery passions burn out one by one,

And then, alas! when their best days are done,

Spirit and body find their perfect mate-

So late! So late!

Long-sought, long seeking, through the lonely years,

The wanderers meet to weep their useless tears

For time and chance irrevocably flown,

Dear hopes outlived and happy faiths outgrown,

Children unborn, the myriad joys unseen

That might have been.

Not for the spring and morning-time of youth

The perfect flower of slow-unfolding truth,

The perfect love, that dreams of youth foretell,

But youth knows not and youth could never tell;

That light celestial, as of sunset fires

When day expires.

Late comes the gift that crowns the hungry quest,

Like ripe wheat-harvest in a land at rest,

And comes alone, a consecrated cup,

To those proved worthy to sit down and sup.

To them-aye, aye, despite their treasure lost,

‘T’is worth the cost.

‘T’is worth the cost to reach the heights at last,

Ere eyes are dim and daylight overpast.

To see one aim achieved, one dream fulfilled,

Ere striving brain and trusting heart are stilled.

To live one glorious hour-its price of pain

Is never paid in vain.

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Poems in English 

• Song—A Fiddler in the North by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Song—A Bottle and Friend by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Sketch—New Year’s Day, 1790 by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Sketch in Verse, inscribed to the Right Hon. C. J. Fox by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Second Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Second Epistle to J. Lapraik by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Second Epistle to Davie by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Scots, Wha Hae Wi’ Wallace Bled by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Scots Prologue for Mr. Sutherland by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Sappho Redivivus: A Fragment by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Robert Bruce’s March to Bannockburn (Song) by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Rhyming Reply to a Note from Captain Riddell by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Reply to the Threat of a Censorious Critic by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Reply to an Announcement by J. Rankine by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Reply to a Trimming Epistle, received from a Tailor by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Remorseful Apology by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Remorse: A Fragment by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Prologue, spoken by Mr. Woods at Edinburgh by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Prologue spoken at the Theatre of Dumfries by Robert Burns by Robert Burns
• Prayer—O Thou Dread Power by Robert Burns by Robert Burns

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