INLAND, within a hollow vale, I stood; And saw, while sea was calm and air was clear, The coast of France -- the coast of France how near! Drawn almost into frightful neighbourhood. I shrunk; for verily the barrier flood Was like a lake, or river bright and fair, A span of waters; yet what power is there! What mightiness for evil and for good! Even so doth God protect us if we be Virtuous and wise. Winds blow, and waters roll, Strength to the brave, and Power, and Deity; Yet in themselves are nothing! One decree Spake laws to 'them', and said that by the soul Only, the Nations shall be great and free. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON GOING UNNOTICED by ROBERT FROST A FRIEND'S SONG FOR SIMOISIUS by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY TO DEAN-BOURN, A RUDE RIVER IN DEVON, BY WHICH ... HE LIVED by ROBERT HERRICK THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL by PUBLIUS AELIUS HADRIANUS DANSE RUSSE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS AT GIBRALTAR by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY |