@3Because the starry lightnings and the life Of all this Universe which is our Home Weave round each soul a web of mortal strife, Hard is its speech to hear and slow to come As to one waking from a lonely dream The friendly taper dwindles to a star, So to each man men's faces distant seem— Their dearest words sound faint and very far. Daily we pass, like shadows in dreamland, And careless answer in the old curt tone, Till Death breaks suddenly between us, and With a great cry we know we have not known Ah! surely, to have known and to behold The beauty that within the soul abides, For this Earth blossoms and the skies unfold, For this the Moon makes music in the tides. For this Man rises from his mould of dust, Ranges his life and looks upon the Sun, For this he turns and with adventurous trust Forsakes this world and seeks a fairer one@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I WOULD LIVE IN YOUR LOVE by SARA TEASDALE SUMMER NIGHT-BROADWAY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER CAVALIER TUNES: GIVE A ROUSE THEN FOR THE CLINIC by ROBERT BROWNING SUPPLICATION by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 114 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE WASHINGTON BICENTENNIAL by CLARA BECK PSALM 7; UPON WORDS OF CHUSH THE BENJAMITE; AUGUST 14, 1653 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 49. FAREWELL TO JULIET (11) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 2 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |