His brow spreads large and placid, and his eye Is deep and bright, with steady looks that still. Soft lines of tranquil thought his face fulfill -- His face at once benign and proud and shy. If envy scout, if ignorance deny, His faultless patience, his unyielding will, Beautiful gentleness and splendid skill, Innumerable gratitudes reply. His wise, rare smile is sweet with certainties, And seems in all his patients to compel Such love and faith as failure cannot quell. We hold him for another Herakles, Battling with custom, prejudice, disease, As once the son of Zeus with Death and Hell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOWN THE BROOK by ROBERT FROST LOCKED OUT; AS TOLD TO A CHILD by ROBERT FROST THE SHAPE OF THE CORONER by WALLACE STEVENS THE SICK ROSE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE LAW OF THE YUKON by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE PESSIMIST AND OPTIMIST by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH WHEN THE SULTAN GOES TO ISPAHAN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |