No lifeless thing of iron and stone, But sentient, as her children are, Nature accepts you for her own, Kin to the cataract and the star. She marks your vast, sufficing plan, Cable and girder, bolt and rod, And takes you, from the hand of man, For some new handiwork of God. You thrill through all your chords of steer Responsive to the living sun; And quickening in your nerves you feel Life with its conscious currents run. Your anchorage upbears the march Of time and the eternal powers. The sky admits your perfect arch, The rock respects your stable towers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWILIGHT SONG by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON HOW TO KNOW LOVE FROM DECEIT by WILLIAM BLAKE CARELESS CONTENT by JOHN BYROM HENRY PURCELL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS MOTHER TO SON by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES THE QUESTION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE ADORATION OF DISK BY KING AKHNATEN AND PRINCESS NEFER NEFERIU ATEN by AKHENATEN |