BREAK, ties that bind me to this world of sense, Break, now, and loose me on the upper air: -- Those skies are blue; and that far dome is fair With prophecy of some divine, intense, Undreamed-of rapture. Ah, from thence I catch a music that my soul would snare With its strange sweetness; and I seem aware Of Life that waits to crown this life's suspense. I see -- I hear -- yet to this world I cling -- This fatal world of passion and unrest -- Where loss and pain jeer at each human bliss, As autumn mocks the fleetness of the spring, And each morn sees its sunset in the west -- Break, ties that bind me to a world like this! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TIME, REAL AND IMAGINARY; AN ALLEGORY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE BRAID CLAITH by ROBERT FERGUSSON A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 5. HIS DISCOURSE WITH CUPID by BEN JONSON ASSAULT by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY A CANADIAN BOAT SONG; WRITTEN ON THE RIVER ST. LAWRENCE by THOMAS MOORE NOCTURNE IN A DESERTED BRICKYARD by CARL SANDBURG THE LONELY STREET by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS |