To do some little good before I die; To wake some echoes to a loftier theme; To spend my life's last store of industry On thoughts less vain than Youth's discordant dream; To endow the world's grief with some counter-scheme Of logical hope which through all time should lighten The burden of men's sorrow and redeem Their faces' paleness from the tears that whiten; To take my place in the world's brotherhood As one prepared to suffer all its fate; To do and be undone for sake of good, And conquer rage by giving love for hate; That were a noble dream, and so to cease, Scorned by the proud but with the poor at peace. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: TO THE READER by WILLIAM BASSE THE SECOND BROTHER; ACT 1, SCENE 2 by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES AN OLD DREAM by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE A RHPASODY; WRITTEN AT THE LAKES IN WESTMORLAND by JOHN BROWN (1715-1766) PROTEUS by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN ELEGIAC STANZAS ON THE DEATH OF SIR PETER PARKER, BART. by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TO AN ELF ON A BUTTERCUP by PHOEBE CARY |