COME in, wild Hopes! that towards the dawning East Uprose so high: now be content to stand, Like hooded hawks upon the falconer's hand, A while expectant of the promised feast. Peace is proclaimed! the captives are releast! Yet yearns the exile from the alien strand, -- Yet chafes and struggles Europe's fairest land, -- Untamed by priestly kings or kingly priest. O blessed Peace! if peace were peace indeed, -- Based upon justice and the eternal laws Which make the free intent of Man the cause Of all enduring thought and virtuous deed. But 'tis not so: we know we do but pause, Awaiting fiercer strife and nobler meed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OMNIPRESENCE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONG: WOO'D AND MARRIED AND A' by JOANNA BAILLIE CINQUAIN: MOON-SHADOWS by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY THE COASTERS by THOMAS FLEMING DAY NEURASTENIA by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON IN THE WHITE LAND by KONSTANTIN DMITRIYEVICH BALMONT MR. PETER'S STORY: THE BAGMAN'S DOG by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |