I do affirm that thou hast saved the race As much as thou hast ever made it lose: Men of quick action may thy name abuse, But the world's life and theirs attest thy grace. An hour of thee doth sometimes turn the face Of men and kingdoms, bidding them refuse What, chosen last, it had been death to choose: Through thee alone, they missed the fatal place. How often dies the guileful thought or end When guileless eyes detain us on our way! What sin and shame that hindrance may forefend, Which we so hate and storm against to-day! What mighty evils over all impend, Averted graciously by kind Delay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOOD-BYE DOROTHY GAYLE: ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA by KAREN SWENSON WRITTEN IN NORTHAMPTON COUNTY ASYLUM by JOHN CLARE THE QUILTING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR UPON THE DEATH OF SIR ALBERT MORTON'S WIFE by MARCUS VALERIUS MARTIALIS THE VANISHERS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER UNSEASONABLE SNOWS by ALFRED AUSTIN |