Beyond the seas we know, stretch seas unknown Blue and bright-coloured for our dim and green; Beyond the lands we see, stretch lands unseen With many-tinted tangle overgrown; And icebound seas there are like seas of stone, Serenely stormless as death lies serene; And lifeless tracts of sand, which intervene Betwixt the lands where living flowers are blown. This dead and living world befits our case Who live and die: we live in wearied hope, We die in hope not dead; we run a race Today, and find no present halting-place; All things we see lie far within our scope, And still we peer beyond with craving face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AWAKENING RIVER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD CAPUT MORTUUM by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ROBERT OF LINCOLN by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE WHITE KNIGHT'S SONG by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON IN THE MORNING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR |