JUST for an hour you crossed my life's dull track, Put my ignobler dreams to sudden shame, Went your bright way, and left me to fall back On my own world of poorer deed and aim; To fall back on my meaner world, and feel Like one who, dwelling 'mid some smokedimmed town, -- In a brief pause of labour's sullen wheel, -- 'Scaped from the street's dead dust and factory's frown, -- In stainless daylight saw the pure seas roll, Saw mountains pillaring the perfect sky: Then journeyed home, to carry in his soul The torment of the difference till he die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LET THE LIGHT ENTER (THE DYING WORDS OF GOETHE) by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER THE ORACLES by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE WOLF AND THE DOG by JEAN DE LA FONTAINE A WAYFARING SONG by HENRY VAN DYKE IN AN AEROPLANE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |