THOUGH floods shall fail, and empty holes Gape for the great bright eyes of seas, And fires devour stone walls and trees -- Thou, soul of mine, dost think to live Safe in thy light, and laugh at these? Thy bravery outwears all heat And cold, all steel, all brass and stone; When Time has mixed my flesh and bone With rocks and roots of common plants -- Thy shining life will not be done. Thou hast two children: one called Hope, The other Doubt, who will not play, And drives that brighter child away: How sweet this life, if Hope alone Would walk with me from day to day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MATER AMABILIS by EMMA LAZARUS WEIGHING THE BABY by ETHEL LYNN BEERS WRITTEN ON A WALL AT WOODSTOCK by ELIZABETH I THE SURRENDER by JOSEPH BEAUMONT CHANGE OF MOOD by HAROLD BERGMAN PSALM 85 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |