Oh, for the veils of my far away youth, Shielding my heart from the blaze of the truth, Why did I stray from their shelter and grow Into the sadness that follows - to know! Impotent atom with desolate gaze Threading the tumult of hazardous ways - Oh, for the veils, for the veils of my youth Veils, that hung low o'er the blaze of the truth! [or, Shielding my heart from the blaze of truth!] | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A FOIL'D EUROPEAN REVOLUTIONAIRE by WALT WHITMAN BLUE HOURS: 1. CLOUD-HORSE by RICK BAROT PSALM 19 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THAT'S HER PRIVILEGE by BERTON BRALEY THE POET'S THRIFT by GLADYS CROMWELL THE BUGLER; A CASE STUDY IN THE PSYCHOLOGY OF WAR by LIN DAVIES |