A VIEWLESS thing is the wind, But its strength is mightier far Than a phalanxed host in battle line, Than the limbs of a Samson are. And a viewless thing is Love, And a name that vanisheth; But her strength is the wind's wild strength above, For she conquers shame and Death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUTH'S SONGS by MAXWELL ANDERSON HODGE by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES SEVEN SONNETS ON THE THOUGHT OF DEATH: 4 by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH |