Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SKEPTIC, by RALPH WALDO EMERSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Madness, madness Last Line: Who terrifieth is afraid | ||||||||
Madness, madness, Madness from the gods! To every brain a several vein Of madness from the gods! Their heads they toss each one aloft They toss their heads with pride, Though to break free they struggle oft And shoulder each aside What boots it, though their arms stretch out, And wings behind their shoulders sprout, If as at first, also at last, Their planted feet like trees are fast, Rooted in the slime of Fate, Sepulchre predestinate: As if their feet were flint, & soon All the trunk will grow to stone. Not one has surmounted The Destiny yet: Not one has accounted To Conscience his debt. Many in the dark have groped, Many for the dawn have hoped, And some more brave, or else more blind, The freedom all desire, pretend to find. Of all past men Not one has snapped the chain All enter life, each one the dupe Of the arch-deceiver Hope: Each hears the Siren whisper; 'he, Though first of men, shall yet be free;' That one of their own stem, Man of Ur, or Bethlehem, Jove or Alcides, Mahmoud or Moses, From their eye shall pluck the beam And their heart from death redeem. But Destiny sat still, And had her will. Know thou surely That there is yet no prophet's ken, No seer in the sons of men, Those in whom thou dost confide, Whom thy love has deified, With a superabundant trust, -- Their words are wind, their forms are dust. O thousand blossomed but barren tree! Much-pretending, helped they thee? Merchant & statesman Poet & craftsman Prophet & judge Pirate & drudge One fortune levels Human angels human devils For ever when a human brain Its perfect purpose will attain Then suddenly the pitiless Performance-hating Nemesis Withdraws the prize like a painted slide And a new bauble is supplied He that threatens is threatened Who terrifieth is afraid | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOSTON HYMN; READ IN MUSIC HALL, JANUARY 1, 1863 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON CONCORD HYMN; SUNG AT COMPLETION OF CONCORD MONUMENT, 1836 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON DIRGE (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EACH AND [OR, IN] ALL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EROS (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON FABLE: THE MOUNTAIN AND THE SQUIRREL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON |
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