When once the Soule has lost her way, O then, how restlesse do's she stray! And having not her God for light, How do's she erre in endlesse night! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES TO THE MEMORY OF ANNIE WHO DIED AT MILAN, JUNE 6, 1860 by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE TO LORD BYRON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ROMANCE OF DUNOIS by HORTENSE DE BEAUHARNAIS SONNET: 1 by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT DANTE AND ARIOSTO by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN CARMINA: 72 by GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS |