Out from the dark leaved life, bloomed hope, riped love. Feeling, unchained, sprang fair from feeling's dearth. Forth o'er the waters of blind pain the dove Of Sentience winged, thrilled all applauding earth. Love hovered above you, kissed your lips to speech, Taught your dumb hands its language. A lode star, Thought pointed dream to action; with proud reach Its station was Imagination's car. You, in return, have borne that borrowed light Across deep human grief and cheered its day. You nurse the dream that dawns behind the sight. Because of you, Hope wears bright wreath of May. Thus radiant Faith undaunted treads the night -- Thus one brave heart ten thousand souls can stay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE LOSS OF THE ROYAL GEORGE by WILLIAM COWPER CARILLON by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LONDON, 1802 (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH TO A FLOWER by CORRINNE M. ARTHUR A HINT FROM THE BEGINNING OF THE THIRD SATIRE OF JUVENAL by PHILIP AYRES |