Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

BLAKE by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE

First Line: THEY WIN WHO NEVER NEAR THE GOAL
Last Line: HE MADE A WORLD HIS OWN.
Subject(s): BLAKE, WILLIAM (1757-1827);
THEY win who never near the goal;
They run who halt on wounded feet;
Art hath its martyrs like the soul,
Its victors in defeat.

This seer's ambition soar'd too far;
He sank, on pinions backward blown;
But, tho' he touched nor sun nor star,
He made a world his own.



Home: PoetryExplorer.net