There Shall be More Joy
Ford Madox Hueffer
1873 to 1939
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Waiting and looking down.
And they lean over the ramparts
Play ball and play at chess;
Not a bitter note in their pleasure,
And they shall know joy more rare—
When you, my dear, come there.
But they shall know keener pleasure,
Each wear a long white dress,
The little angels of Heaven
Not a bitter note in their song.
Keener, keener pleasure
Each wear a long white gown,
With never a soil on their garments,
The little angels of Heaven
Not a sigh the whole day long,
And in the tall arcadings