THOUGH floods shall fail, and empty holes Gape for the great bright eyes of seas, And fires devour stone walls and trees -- Thou, soul of mine, dost think to live Safe in thy light, and laugh at these? Thy bravery outwears all heat And cold, all steel, all brass and stone; When Time has mixed my flesh and bone With rocks and roots of common plants -- Thy shining life will not be done. Thou hast two children: one called Hope, The other Doubt, who will not play, And drives that brighter child away: How sweet this life, if Hope alone Would walk with me from day to day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ELF AND THE DORMOUSE by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD THE POET'S SOLILOQUY by E. M. AVERILL OVID TO HIS WIFE: IMITATED FROM DIFFERENT PARTS OF TRISTIA by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE STONECUTTER by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV BALLAD OF A GRAY CLOAK by ELIZABETH BUELL PHI BETA KAPPA POEM; HARVARD, 1914 by BLISS CARMAN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. THE CENTRAL CALM by EDWARD CARPENTER |