RESEMBLES life what once was deemed of light, Too ample in itself for human sight? An absolute self -- an element ungrounded -- All that we see, all colours of all shade By encroach of darkness made? -- Is very life by consciousness unbounded? And all the thoughts, pains, joys of mortal breath, A war-embrace of wrestling life and death? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE THE BIRTH OF ONE OF HER CHILDREN by ANNE BRADSTREET TO MY FATHER by WILLIAM SYDNEY GRAHAM THE BUILDING OF THE SHIP by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW REBECCA'S HYMN, FR. IVANHOE by WALTER SCOTT THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: JUNE by EDMUND SPENSER THE PRAYSE OF LADY PECUNIA by RICHARD BARNFIELD |