YOUR eyes—and a thousand stars Leap from the night to aid me; I scale the impossible bars, I laugh at a world that dismayed me. Your voice—and the thundering skies Tremble and cease to appall me— Coward no longer, I rise Spurred for what battles may call me. Your arms—and my purpose grows strong; Your lips—and high passions complete me... For your love, it is armor and Song— And where is the thing to defeat me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO BE CLOSELY WRITTEN ON A SMALL PIECE OF PAPER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE WILD RIDE by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY SONNET: ADDRESSED TO HAYDON (2) by JOHN KEATS A BALLAD OF THE FRENCH FLEET; OCTOBER, 1746 by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW WHEN I BUY PICTURES by MARIANNE MOORE |