A face seen passing in a crowded street, A voice heard singing music, large and free; And from that moment life is changed, and we Become of more heroic temper, meet To freely ask and give, a man complete Radiant because of faith, we dare to be What Nature meant us. Brave idolatry Which can conceive a hero! No deceit, No knowledge taught by unrelenting years, Can quench this fierce, untamable desire. We know that what we long for once achieved Will cease to satisfy. Be still our fears; If what we worship fail us, still the fire Burns on, and it is much to have believed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SWORD AND THE SICKLE by WILLIAM BLAKE ARABIA by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE LEARNING TO READ by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER THE HEART'S PICTURES by HIRAM H. BICE EMPORIUM VERSUS NEW YORK, 1854 by JACOB BIGELOW A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 31 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |