
A poem that explores the themes of mortality, reflection, and the passing of time. The speaker reflects on their own life and the lives of those around them, contemplating the end of the day and the end of their own existence.
By Bliss Carman · First published 1908 · Genre: Poetry · 316 words
There is no escape by the river, There is no flight left by the fen; We are compassed about by the shiver Of the night of their marching men. Give a cheer! For our hearts shall not give way. Here's to a dark to-morrow, And here's to a brave to-day!
The tale of their hosts is countless, And the tale of ours a score; But the palm is naught to the dauntless, And the cause is more and more. Give a cheer! We may die, but not give way. Here's to a silent morrow, And here's to a stout to-day!
At the End of the Day is listed on Textopian as a poem by Bliss Carman, dated 1908 CE.
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poetry · nature · wilderness · solitude · reflection · inner peace · self-discovery · inspiration · motivation · hope · optimism · gratitude