To learn the Transport by the Pain As Blind Men learn the sun! To die of thirst - suspecting That Brooks in Meadows run! To stay the homesick - homesick feet Upon a foreign shore - Haunted by native lands, the while - And blue - beloved air! This is the Sovereign Anguish! This - the signal woe! These are the patient "Laureates" Whose voices - trained - below - Ascend in ceaseless Carol - Inaudible, indeed, To us - the duller scholars Of the Mysterious Bard! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE FIRE IN THE WOODS by HAYDEN CARRUTH STORIES ARE MADE OF MISTAKES by JAMES GALVIN WITH CHAOS IN EACH KISS by TIMOTHY LIU BATTLEDORE AND SHUTTLECOCK by AMY LOWELL CHARLOTTE CORDAY (REVOLUTIONARY TRIBUNAL, JULY 17, 1793) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |