Hearty and hale and free, After my life is gone, Mad with desire to be, My dream rushes on. Into some other heart, Dominating its beat, Making a man apart, Controlling his heat. What have I done for the dream? Have I changed its force? Have the winds of my self-esteem Altered its course? All that a man can do, Bound to the common way, Seeking the strange and the true For a year and a day? Given creative fire And power to pursue, I might have accomplished my soul's desire... What did I do! Rush on, rush on, my dream, Into another one; May he in some way redeem The wrong I have done. A greater beauty, A larger zeal, A common duty That all may feel; A unified art And a master theme: Create them, oh heart That inherits my dream! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO GOD THE FATHER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE ARMADA; A FRAGMENT by THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY SONNET: 33 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE UNDERWOODS: BOOK 2: 16. THE DEAREST FRIENDS ARE THE AULDEST FRIENDS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 4 by RICHARD BARNFIELD DRAB BONNETS by BERNARD BARTON HYMN, COMPOSED FOR THE CHILDREN OF A SUNDAY SCHOOL by BERNARD BARTON |