I do affirm that thou hast saved the race As much as thou hast ever made it lose: Men of quick action may thy name abuse, But the world's life and theirs attest thy grace. An hour of thee doth sometimes turn the face Of men and kingdoms, bidding them refuse What, chosen last, it had been death to choose: Through thee alone, they missed the fatal place. How often dies the guileful thought or end When guileless eyes detain us on our way! What sin and shame that hindrance may forefend, Which we so hate and storm against to-day! What mighty evils over all impend, Averted graciously by kind Delay! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIVE KERNELS OF CORN [APRIL, 1622] by HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH PARADISE LOST: BOOK 1 by JOHN MILTON TACKING SHIP OFF SHORE by WALTER MITCHELL VORTICIST POEM ON LOVE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS SWORD AND BUCKLER; OR, SERVING-MAN'S DEFENCE: INTRODUCTION by WILLIAM BASSE |