This is the chart that tells of one who went, Like John, into the wilderness alone -- Into a land of Silence, all unknown Till thither by the Muses he was sent. And we upon his wanderings intent Must mark his perilous footsteps, tone by tone, Or else be lost in mazes overgrown With Discord, in a place of banishment. Alone he went; but from his solitude Returning, lo, there followed him a train Of Echoes in an innumerable brood -- By Fancy from their sylvan sleep beguiled, But ne'er from wedded Harmonies atwain, Henceforth to slumber in their native wild. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVERS HOW THEY COME AND PART by ROBERT HERRICK EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: THE BEGINNER by RUDYARD KIPLING THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 91. LOST ON BOTH SIDES by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI COR CORDIUM by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 74 by ALFRED TENNYSON |