Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOO MUCH KNOWLEDGE, by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, if we had but eyes to see Last Line: And ignorance indeed is blest! Subject(s): Knowledge | ||||||||
OH, if we had but eyes to see The glory which around us lies, To read the secrets of the earth, And know the splendours of the skies; And if we had but ears to hear The psalm of life which upward rolls From desert tent and city street, From every meeting-place of souls; And if we had but tongues to tell The dumb thoughts that shall ne'er be heard, The inarticulate prayers which rise From hearts by passionate yearnings stirred, -- Our souls would parch, like Semele's, When her dread Lord blazed forth confessed. Ah, sometimes too much knowledge blights, And ignorance indeed is blest! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW DO YOU KNOW? by EVE MERRIAM ENLIGHTENMENT by JOSEPHINE MILES PHYSIOLOGUS by JOSEPHINE MILES A COLLEGELANDS CATECHISM by PAUL MULDOON THE BEAR AND THE MAN by ROBERT BLY A PARIS BLACKBIRD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE LIGHT THAT CAME TO LUCILLE CLIFTON by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE CLOUDS OF MAGELLAN (APHORISMS OF MR. CANON ASPIRIN) by NORMAN DUBIE THE MOTHS: 1. CIRCA 1952 by NORMAN DUBIE A CAROL by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) |
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