Because you failed, because you failed, Failed without ceasing, O my friend, And the strong spat on you and railed, I love you, love you without end. The weak ways and the wandering thought Are grown divine because you fell: Friend, you have won a rest unsought, By Milton's side! you have conquered Hell, Ay, Hell of modern seasons fled With the creeds' refuse and the arts', Where unideal women wed To brute men, dowered with dying hearts. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 38 by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A SCHOOL ECLOGUE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD CIVILL WARR by JOSEPH BEAUMONT LITTLE JESSIE by WILLIAM C. CAMERON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. I HEARD A VOICE by EDWARD CARPENTER A TALE, FOUNDED ON A FACT WHICH HAPPENED IN JANUARY 1779 by WILLIAM COWPER |