If thou wouldst win the rhythmic heart of things, Go sit in solitude beside the shore, Giving thine ear to the eternal roar And every mystic message that it brings; -- Eddas of ancient, unremembered kings, And runes that ring with long-forgotten lore, All myths and mysteries from the years of yore Ere Time grew weary on his journeyings. And more from that imperious sibyl, Sea, Thou mayest learn if thou wilt hearken well, When God's white star-fires beacon home the ships; The solemn secrets of infinity, Unto the inner sense translatable, Hang trembling ever on her darkling lips. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAY DAY by ADELAIDE A. ANDREWS OUT OF THE SHADOW by MARGARET FAIRLESS BARBER A SONG OF SALVATION by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE BUCH DER LIEDER by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE TREE BUDS by KATE LOUISE BROWN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. OF ALL THE SUFFERING by EDWARD CARPENTER |