We must trust the Conductor, most surely; Why, millions of millions before Have made this same journey securely And come to that ultimate shore. And we, we will reach it in season; And ah, what a welcome is there! Reflect then, how out of all reason To stop at the Station Despair. Aye, midnights and many a potion Of bitter black water have we As we journey from ocean to ocean -- From sea unto ultimate sea -- To that deep sea of seas, and all silence Of passion, concern and of care -- That vast sea of Eden-set Islands -- Don't stop at the Station Despair! Go forward, whatever may follow, Go forward, friend-led, or alone; Ah me, to leap off in some hollow Or fen, in the night and unknown -- Leap off like a thief; try to hide you From angels, all waiting you there! Go forward; whatever betide you, Don't stop at the Station Despair! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CITIES OF THE PLAIN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FAREWELL TO HIS WIFE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE RAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PRELUDE. THE WAYSIDE INN by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON IDYLLS OF THE KING: GARETH AND LYNETTE by ALFRED TENNYSON AN IRISH AIRMAN FORESEES HIS DEATH by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |