SO far, so far have I come, Blown by the Wind of Fate: Whither? The Voice is dumb. -- The Silence dismays me, I wait. The Sunshine mocks me at morn, The Stars deride me at night; Shag strength in my soul be born To triumph over their slight? Shall I live when their fires are out? Shall I reach where they cannot go? Ah, Fate, resolve me the doubt, -- Blow on, strong Wind! I will know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH: FOR A LADY I KNOW by COUNTEE CULLEN A HOLIDAY by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE HEART AND MIND by EDITH SITWELL LINES TO THE MEMORY OF ANNIE WHO DIED AT MILAN, JUNE 6, 1860 by HARRIET BEECHER STOWE RECONCILIATION by WALT WHITMAN SONG OF THE FATHERLAND by ERNST MORITZ ARNDT |