'ARISE, depart, for this is not your rest.' -- Oh burden of all burdens, still to arise And still depart nor rest in any wise! Rolling, still rolling thus from East to West, Earth journeys on her immemorial quest, Whom a moon chases in no different guise. Thus stars pursue their courses, and thus flies The sun, and thus all creatures manifest Unrest the common heritage, the ban Flung broadcast to all humankind, on all Who live -- for, living, all are bound to die. That which is old, we know that it is man. These have no rest who sit and dream and sigh, Nor have those rest who wrestle and who fall. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALEXANDER CRUMMELL - DEAD by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE VANISHING BOAT by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE MORITURI SALUTAMUS [WE WHO ARE TO DIE SALUTE YOU] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE WRITER'S JOURNAL: POSSESSION by BAYARD TAYLOR SPIRITUAL WORSHIP by BERNARD BARTON TO A FRIEND by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE SONGS OF MIRZA SCHAFFY, SELECTION by FRIEDRICH MARTIN VON BODENSTEDT |