Within my castled mind a gleaming page unrolls. Success is written large within its curling scrolls, And dares me, line on line, to compass higher goals. The bridge that led across is worn by former strain, With inlaid hollows, where the soul-marks groove and grain -- A telltale struggle pitting both my heart and brain. Ambition's ramparts echo a final bugle note -- Elation whips beyond her leashing castle-moat -- Achievement's silver cry vibrates my tongue, my throat. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FORGIVENESS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO MY NOSE by ALFRED HENRY FORRESTER THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 15 by OMAR KHAYYAM SONNET: MAN VERSUS ASCETIC. 5 by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON MR. STOTHARD TO MR. CROMEK by WILLIAM BLAKE NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 10 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT OUR ITALIAN JOURNEY by JULIEN AUGUSTE PELAGE BRIZEUX |