|Published in Poems (1847)|
Why should I keep holiday
When other men have none?
Why but because, when these are gay,
I sit and mourn alone?
And why, when mirth unseals all tongues,
Should mine alone be dumb?
Ah! late I spoke to silent throngs,
And now their hour is come.
This work was published before January 1, 1923, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.