"Why do you live in shadows and sighs, 'Mid waving grasses and faint, faint scents, 'Mid floating murmurs and mysteries, And the ghosts of roses? Arise! Go hence! "Go hence and wrestle beneath the sun! Go hence and live before you die! For laurels, not roses, the race is run, In the great arena under the sky. "Go hence! Or my God, the Lord of Hosts, Will put it into my heart to smite You and your roses that smell like ghosts Into the everlasting night! "Smite on, dear heart. The eternal night Will cover me with shadows and sighs; And, like one great rose, the Infinite Will hide me forever from your eyes!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALIENS (TO YOU - EVERYWHERE! DEDICATED) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER VERY EARLY SPRING by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SIMON SURNAMED PETER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. SIBLEY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |