Take not the Gods to task, for they are wise <br />When they refuse no less than when they grant. <br />Thou canst but know, with all thy bursting sighs, <br />What is thy whim, but never what thy want. <br />Did they, to smite thine importunity, <br />Answer each swift unregulated prayer, <br />Oh, what accursèd trudger woulds thou be, <br />And what a world of fardels have to bear! <br />Check thy lament. The days will surely come, <br />Thou wilt regard each crossed or shattered hope, <br />As now thou dost poor Philip's broken drum, <br />Or little Rosie's tangled skipping-rope. <br />Confide in Time, who will, as years expire, <br />Indulge, or else annihilate, desire.<br /><br />Alfred Austin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/take-not-the-gods-to-task-for-they-are-wise/
