"Magna comportere parvis" ALL sights are fair to the recovered blind -- All sounds are music to the deaf restored -- The lame, made whole, leaps like the sporting hind; And the sad, bowed-down sinner, with his load Of shame and sorrow, when he cuts the cord, And drops the pack it bound, is free again In the light yoke and burden of his Lord: Thus, with the birthright of his fellow man, Sees, hears, and feels at once, the righted African. 'T is somewhat like the burst from death to life -- From the grave's cerements to the robes of Heaven; From sin's dominion, and from passion's strife, To the pure freedom of a soul forgiven! When all the bonds of death and hell are riven, And mortals put on immortality; When fear, and care, and grief away are driven, And Mercy's hand has turned the golden key, And Mercy's voice has said, "Rejoice -- thy soul is free!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY OF JUDGEMENT by JONATHAN SWIFT THE BELFRY PIGEON by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS CHORUS OF THE CLOUD-MAIDEN: ANTISTROPHE, FR. THE CLOUDS by ARISTOPHANES A POSTSCRIPT by BERNARD BARTON HIS ALLY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PHANTOMS IN GREEN by STANLEY KILNER BOOTH THE ELDER WOMAN'S SONG: 4, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |