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 

• Sonnet 115: Those lines that I before have writ do lie by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 114: Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 113: Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 112: Your love and pity doth th’ impression fill by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 111: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 110: Alas, ’tis true, I have gone here and there by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 10: For shame, deny that thou bear’st love to any by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 109: O, never say that I was false of heart by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 108: What’s in the brain that ink may character by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 107: Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 105: Let not my love be called idolatry by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 103: Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 102: My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 101: O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 100: Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget’st so long by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet LIV by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Silvia by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sigh No More by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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