Some starlit garden grey with dew, Some chamber flushed with wine and fire, What matters where, so I and you Are worthy our desire? Behind, a past that scolds and jeers For ungirt loins and lamps unlit; In front, the unmanageable years, The trap upon the Pit; Think on the shame of dreams for deeds, The scandal of unnatural strife, The slur upon immortal needs, The treason done to life: Arise! no more a living lie, And with me quicken and control Some memory that shall magnify The universal Soul. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVE SONG OF J. ALFRED PRUFROCK by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT THE MAID'S LAMENT; ELIZABETHAN by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR LONDON'S SUMMER MORNING by MARY DARBY ROBINSON THE THREE TROOPERS DURING THE PROTECTORATE by GEORGE WALTER THORNBURY REVEL by ABUL HASAN OF SANTA MARIA UNSEASONABLE SNOWS by ALFRED AUSTIN |