A thought evolved within my mind: It was a swift, elusive thing Scarce stirred until, on beating wing, It sped before me like the wind. It changed its coat, its color, too, And when it reached the farthest post Was changed from substance to a ghost Before it vanished from my view. When thoughts have been pursued as far As power of mind can follow them, Then are we eager to condemn What holds us captive where we are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO SIR HENRY CARY by BEN JONSON BY THE PACIFIC OCEAN by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE DREAMER by SHAEMAS O'SHEEL HELEN AND THETIS by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE AFTER THE SOIREE by F. R. D. B. ON THE DEATH OF MR. GARRICK by JANE BOWDLER |