Bold innovator in the realm of thought; Strong-sinewed Titan fighting for the right, And wresting from the panoplies of night The glories that the patient stars have caught From an evanished sun; brave teacher, taught By Nature's lips to see with Nature's sight, And so to shed day's fair, unsullied light Upon the work thy rugged hands have wrought, Thou stand'st serene upon thy mountain crag, Unmindful of the shallow hum which fills The valleys with derision. Thou canst wait, And, waiting, find thine own, when prescient Fate Shall grant thee justice, and unfurl the flag Of Innocency on a thousand hills. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE MY PICTURE LEFT IN SCOTLAND by BEN JONSON ROOTS AND LEAVES THEMSELVES ALONE by WALT WHITMAN ONE WOMAN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH QUITS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH LESBIA'S COMPLAINT AGAINST THYRISIS HIS INCONSTANCY; A SONNET by PHILIP AYRES |