'TIS said, when Schiller's death drew nigh, The wish possessed his mighty mind, To wander forth wherever lie The homes and haunts of humankind. Then strayed the poet, in his dreams, By Rome and Egypt's ancient graves; Went up the New World's forest-streams, Stood in the Hindoo's temple-caves; Walked with the Pawnee, fierce and stark, The sallow Tartar, midst his herds, The peering Chinese, and the dark False Malay, uttering gentle words. How could he rest? even then he trod The threshold of the world unknown; Already, from the seat of God, A ray upon his garments shone;-- Shone and awoke the strong desire For love and knowledge reached not here, Till, freed by death, his soul of fire Sprang to a fairer, ampler sphere. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NICHOLAS NYE by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE MY LOYAL LOVE by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS A SIMPLE STORY, FR. MY SOUVENIRS by JACQUES BOE EXTRACTS FROM THE RUBAIYAT OF OMAR CAYENNE by FRANK GELETT BURGESS EPITAPH ON WEE JOHNNY (HIS PUBLISHER) by ROBERT BURNS DEARTH by VIRGINIA RICHARDS CASABONA |