Lord of my heart's elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene! Bear up, bear out, bear onward, This mortal soul alone, To selfhood or oblivion, Incredibly thine own, -- As the foamheads are loosened And blown along the sea, Or sink and merge forever In that which bids them be. I, too, must climb in wonder, Uplift at thy command, -- Be one with my frail fellows Beneath the wind's strong hand, A fleet and shadowy column Of dust or mountain rain, To walk the earth a moment And be dissolved again. Be thou my exaltation Or fortitude of mien, Lord of the world's elation, Thou breath of things unseen! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROME. AT THE PYRAMID OF CESTIUS NEAR THE GRAVES OF SHELLEY by THOMAS HARDY BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MAN WHO DREAMED OF FAERYLAND by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS AN EPITAPH ON A DUTCH CAPTAIN by PHILIP AYRES WHAT IS LONDON'S LAST NEW LION? by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY ON H---- THE PICK THANK by WILLIAM BLAKE THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: BLUEBEARD by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |