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The core message of "On Our Way, Sorrowing" highlights the profound sadness and weariness of the world, characterized by "dark and dreary" paths and "piercing thorns" [1]. The poem emphasizes shared human suffering, noting how "brother parts from brother, And friend forgets his friend" [1]. The emotional depth is conveyed through imagery of a "bleeding heart and aching brow" and lamentations for "pleasures fled" and the "passing dead" [1]. Even moments of joy, like "sunny smiles and sparkling eyes," are shown to mask "hidden sorrow" [1].
The proposed solution to life's sorrow lies in seeking solace and rest in a divine power. The passage expresses a desire to be "Released from sorrows" and to "find ourselves at rest with Thee" [1]. It suggests a turning towards a higher entity, referred to as "Father! Thou God in whom we trust" [1]. This divine presence is seen as a source of "heavenly rest" and the means to "Give penitent hope to the living dead" [2]. The poem calls for learning to "bury our life-burden deep in Thy love" and to "Wait humbly the sure-coming aid from above" [2].
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← Graves Poems by Marcia Jane Eaton "On our way, Sorrowing" Christmas Hymn → 4561140 Poems — "On our way, Sorrowing" Marcia Jane Eaton "ON OUR WAY, SORROWING." O H a sad world and weary, Is this in which we live; Its paths are dark and dreary, And piercing thorns they give, As toiling on our way we go, With bleeding heart and aching brow. The seasons in their rolling, Lament for pleasures fled— The church-bell, in its tolling, Bewails the passing dead— And sunny smiles and sparkling eyes But show where hidden sorrow lies. To earth, our common mother, We equally do tend, Yet brother parts…
h bitter tears are hopelessly shed; And with balm from the land of heavenly rest, Give penitent hope to the living dead. Teach us, thy pupils, unapt as we are, To bury our life- burden deep in Thy love, And uttering low the Gethsemane prayer, Wait humbly the sure-coming aid from above.
← Is it well with the Child? Poems by Marcia Jane Eaton Graves "On our way, Sorrowing" → 4561139 Poems — Graves Marcia Jane Eaton GRAVES. S AD is the grave where the lone infant sleeps, Wrapt in soft grasses, or radiant with flowers, Where tearful, the grief-stricken mother still keeps The vigil unceasing through wearisome hours— Sad, for the little mound tells of a hope, That was blasted ere its full growth was attained, Of a love, bleeding, wounded by dregs from the cup, Which, pressed to the lips, must ever be drained. But sadder 'twould be, for that mother to weep O'er the infant…
dearest child, That though a glorious spirit, thou art near me, With gentle soothing, striving still to cheer me— Oh! but to hear the softly breathed "Mother" Whispered by lips, with music like none other— Oh! but to feel thine arms' slight pressure round me Whose sweetest and most welcome fetters bound me, And read the love unspoken, Dormie darling, In thy pure eyes, my child. My life is dark and lonely, Dormie darling, I'm lonely now, my child— For the blest radiance from thy presence beaming, Lighting the future with such glorious seeming, Went out with thee, and stricken down I'm…
For works with similar titles, see Christmas Hymn . ← "On our way, Sorrowing" Poems by Marcia Jane Eaton Christmas Hymn Dedication Hymn → 4561141 Poems — Christmas Hymn Marcia Jane Eaton CHRISTMAS HYMN. 'M ID Bethelem's jarring strife Angelic watch was kept, O'er where, with newly throbbing life, A Jewish infant slept. For Him the angel band Peals forth its song of praise, And Eastern sages wondering stand, And worship as they gaze. A child of mortal birth, Yet unto Him was given To lead the erring sons of earth Repentant into Heaven. The babe of Bethlehem Is Zion's Lord and King; Adore Him…
More questions about this book
- How does the Compiler's Preface, particularly its assertion that "each poem tells its own story, and, together, they clearly evince the high character and noble inner life of the Authoress," resonate with or challenge the emotional landscapes presented in "On Our Way, Sorrowing" and "A Mother's Birth-Day Gift"?
- Considering the preface states the poems were "Printed, not Published" for distribution among friends and family, how might this private context influence the thematic choices or the intensity of emotion expressed in a poem like "On Our Way, Sorrowing" compared to if it were intended for a wider public audience?
- What distinct emotional truths about human experience does each poem—"On Our Way, Sorrowing" and "A Mother's Birth-Day Gift"—explore, and how do they, despite their differences, contribute to a comprehensive understanding of Marcia Jane Eaton's perspective?
- Analyze the contrast between the mother's perspective on time and growth in "A Mother's Birth-Day Gift" and the broader lament about the passage of seasons and "pleasures fled" in "On Our Way, Sorrowing." What does this tell you about the multifaceted nature of human experience as depicted by Eaton?