Eloise Alberta Bibb

1878-1927

Catharine Of Arragon

So tired! so weary -
The race - has been long,
And the paths have been rugged,
The winds have been strong, -
And the heart it has weakened,
In tempests so strong.
Soul, thou art sick
With the fever of strife,
Of delusions of hope
That will poison a life,
Of a world that is foul
With the passions of life;
Of a world that is false,
Souls that are vain,
Of men with a conscience
Who live to give pain,
Of words from the fair that hide
Vials of pain.
Of minds that are blackened
With crime and with sinning,
That seek to ensnare.
I am tried of the spinning
Of these; - yes, so terribly
Tired of their spinning.
So tired! so weary -
Of men and of things,
Of the woes of a life-time,
That time ever brings;
Of the cares and the sorrows
That life ever brings!
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