@2R@1APT dreamer, what revealments dost thou see? We that are blinded with the vagrant dust Of our long way, and stifled by each gust That stills the spirit when it moves too free— So tired we are we turn ourselves to thee Whose eyes are wide with wonder, and whose trust Feels Something, Somewhere, that is kind and just, Ancient and vast in its Eternity. Ah, vain! Youth's vision only youth may learn; Thou, too, dear maiden, must arise and seem A destined path to tread, the while thine eyes Gaze troubled, and the hardlier discern The glory dimmed and gone;—O then thy dream Still silent cherish till the daylight dies! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: ADDRESSED TO HAYDON (2) by JOHN KEATS THE DAYS GONE BY by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY SONNET: 20. A FAREWELL by PHILIP SIDNEY RETURNED FROM THE WAR by HENRY ABBEY THE GUERDON by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |