SILENT amidst unbroken silence deep Of dateless years, in loneliness supreme, She pondered patiently one mighty theme, And let the hours, uncounted, by her creep. The motionless Himalayas, the broad sweep Of glacial cataracts, great Ganges' stream, -- All these to her were but as things that seem, Doomed all to pass, like phantoms viewed in sleep. Her history? She has none, -- scarce a name. The life she lived is lost in the profound Of time, which she despised; but nothing mars The memory that, single, gives her fame: She dreamed eternal dreams, and from the ground Still raised her yearning vision to the stars. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DINOSAUR NATIONAL by KAREN SWENSON THE OLD MAN'S COMFORTS AND HOW HE GAINED THEM by ROBERT SOUTHEY THE LAST RAY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: LIBERTY, EQUALITY ... by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT SONG, FR. A VISION OF GIORGIONE: FELICE'S SONG by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |