OUR world is very little in the sky, Far off she must be just a mote to see; And on the tiny ball creep tinier we, To live a very little while, and die. My love is very great within my heart; It sees in two dear eyes, infinity, It finds in one sweet hour, eternity, It has one measure: -- nearness, or apart. Ah, well! both things are true as truth can be! The world is little and my love is great; Yet who would rise triumphant over fate Earth's breadth, love's narrowness, must learn to see. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST REDOUBT by ALFRED AUSTIN MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS by ROBERT BURNS FOUND WANTING by EMILY DICKINSON THE WRECK OF THE DEUTSCHLAND by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 62 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN A SATIRICAL ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A LATE FAMOUS GENERAL by JONATHAN SWIFT |