Love
After-Thought
From The Singing Leaves (1903)
Love
‘But I was happy then,
How happy was I then!’
The sorry saying you may hear
Upon the lips of men.
To know when you are happy,
You would not call it wise;
Yet, for the seeing happiness,
How tears will clear the eyes!
They laugh best who laugh last,
Says Pride that fears a fall.
But O, who will not laugh at first
May never laugh at all!
OTHERS.
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MLA
Peabody, Josephine Preston. “After-Thought.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/peabody/53/.
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Peabody, Josephine Preston. “After-Thought.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/peabody/53/.
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