CHILD of the sun! pursue thy rapturous flight, Mingling with her thou lov'st in fields of light; And, where the flowers of Paradise unfold, Quaff fragrant nectar from their cups of gold. There shall thy wings, rich as an evening-sky, Expand and shut with silent ecstasy! -- Yet wert thou once a worm, a thing that crept On the bare earth, then wrought a tomb and slept. And such is man; soon from his cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREAT LOVER by RUPERT BROOKE HYSTERIA by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT THE COURTSHIP OF MILES STANDISH by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW OPPORTUNITY by NICCOLO MACHIAVELLI ODES II, 10 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS TO NIGHT by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |