The Shadow Poem by John Boyle O'Reilly

The Shadow

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THERE is a shadow on the sunny wall,
Dark and forbidding, like a bode of ill;
Go, drive it thence. Alas, such shadows fall
From real things, nor may be moved at will.

There is a shadow on my heart to-day,
A cloudy grief condensing to a tear:
Alas, I cannot drive its gloom away—
Some sin or sorrow casts the shapeless fear.

Sunday, May 20, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: grief,sorrow
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