@3Because the starry lightnings and the life Of all this Universe which is our Home Weave round each soul a web of mortal strife, Hard is its speech to hear and slow to come As to one waking from a lonely dream The friendly taper dwindles to a star, So to each man men's faces distant seem— Their dearest words sound faint and very far. Daily we pass, like shadows in dreamland, And careless answer in the old curt tone, Till Death breaks suddenly between us, and With a great cry we know we have not known Ah! surely, to have known and to behold The beauty that within the soul abides, For this Earth blossoms and the skies unfold, For this the Moon makes music in the tides. For this Man rises from his mould of dust, Ranges his life and looks upon the Sun, For this he turns and with adventurous trust Forsakes this world and seeks a fairer one@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TIRED TIM by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE EVENING by GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE THE SUICIDE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY JINNY THE JUST by MATTHEW PRIOR SONGS OF TRAVEL: 1. THE VAGABOND by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE LAST LOOK O' HAME by HEW AINSLIE |