BLIND as the song of birds, Feeling its way into the heart, Or as a thought ere it hath words, -- As blind thou art: Or as a little stream A dainty hand might guide apart, Or Love -- young Love's delicious dream -- As blind thou art: Or as a slender bark, Where summer's varying breezes start, Or blossoms blowing in the dark, -- As blind thou art: Or as the Hope, Desire Leads from the bosom's crowded mart, Deluded Hope, that soon must tire, -- As blind thou art: The chrysalis, that folds The wings that shall in light depart, Is not more blind than that which holds The wings within thy heart. For when thy soul was given Unto the earth, a beauteous trust, To guard its matchless glory, Heaven Endungeoned it in dust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DORA VERSUS ROSE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON DUNCAN WEIR by ALEXANDER ANDERSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 97. AL-WARITH by EDWIN ARNOLD THE GOOD SHEPHERD WITH THE KID by MATTHEW ARNOLD TIMID THINGS by JOHN HAMPTON ATKINSON |