Of dust the primal Adam came In wondrous sequency evolved, With speech that gave creation name, Of art and artist never solved. With something of a mother-pang The Sun conceived the starry spheres That from her burning bosom sprang, -- Immortal children of her tears. From height of heat, and stress of span, The measured Earth took poise and hold; And beasts, the prophecy of man, And man, were latent in her mould. And hid in man a world intense, The centre point of things that be, With soul that conquers out of sense Its incomplete divinity. Around one infinite intent All power and inspiration move, Thrilling with light the firmament, Lifting the heart of man with love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER DAYS by WATHEN MARK WILKS CALL THE FINDING OF LOVE by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE WHITE GRASS by ADA BAZZACCHINI THE ANSWER OF BOSTON by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |