Mounting on high I begin to realize the smallness of Man's Domain; Gazing into distance I begin to know the vanity of the Carnal World. I turn my head and hurry home -- back to the Court and the Market, A single grain of rice falling -- into the Great Barn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: IN ABSENCE FROM BECCHINA by CECCO ANGIOLIERI DA SIENA THE YOUNG MAY MOON by THOMAS MOORE THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 11. THE LOVE-LETTER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI SONNET: 130 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |