I WHENCE comes Solace? - Not from seeing What is doing, suffering, being, Not from noting Life's conditions, Nor from heeding Time's monitions; But in cleaving to the Dream, And in gazing at the gleam Whereby gray things golden seem. II Thus do I this heyday, holding Shadows but as lights unfolding, As no specious show this moment With its iris-hued embowment; But as nothing other than Part of a benignant plan; Proof that earth was made for man. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BROTHERS by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS DARDANELLES by THEODORE AUBANEL LILIES: 11. 'I NEED THEE' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AIR AN' LIGHT by WILLIAM BARNES DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: THE SLIGHT AND DEGENERATE NATURE OF MAN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES PSALM 8; AUGUST 14, 1653 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE EXTRACTS FROM NEW-YEAR'S VERSES FOR 1825 by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |