If God be dead, and Man be left alone, And no immortal golden towers be fair, And nothing sweeter than earth's summer air Can ever by our yearning hearts be known;— If every altar now be overthrown, And the last mistiest hill-tops searched and bare Of Deity,—if Man's most urgent prayer Is just a seed-tuft tossed about and blown:— If this be so, yet let the lonely deep Of awful blue interminable sky Thrill to Man's kingly unbefriended cry: Let Man the secret of his own heart keep Sacred as ever;—let his lone soul be Strong like the lone winds and the lonelier sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF DEAD FRIENDS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON IVAN THE CZAR by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS SONNET: 57 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ON THE COLLAR OF MRS. DINGLEY'S LAP-DOG by JONATHAN SWIFT THE MISTRESS; A SONG by JOHN WILMOT ON THE INDESTRUCTIBILITY OF READING MATTER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS HOMAGE TO QUINTUS SEPTIMIUS FLORENTIS CHRISTIANUS: TROY by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS |