I love the universe,-I love the joy Of every living thing. Be mine the sure Felicity, which ever shall endure; While passion whirls the madmen, as they toy, To hate, I would my simple being warm In the calm pouring sun; and in that pure And motionless silence, ever would employ My best true powers, without a thought's annoy. See and be glad! O high imperial race, Dwarfing the common altitude of strength, Learn that ye stand on an unshaken base; Your powers will carry you to any length. Up! earnestly feel the gentle sunset beams; Be glad in woods, o'er sands,-by marsh, or streams | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EARTH'S ANSWER, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE BLACK PANTHER by JOHN HALL WHEELOCK EPIGRAM: 18. THE ENEMY OF LIFE by THOMAS WYATT TENNYSON by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE WIFE'S TREASURE by SABINE BARING-GOULD THREE GUESTS by ETHEL SKIPTON BARRINGER |