Time lengthening, in the lengthening seemeth long: But ended Time will seem a little space, A little while from morn to evensong, A little while that ran a rapid race; A little while, when once Eternity Denies proportion to the other's pace. Eternity to be and be and be. Ever beginning, never ending still, Still undiminished far as thought can see; Farther than thought can see, by dint of will Strung up and strained and shooting like a star Past utmost bound of everlasting hill: Eternity unswaddled, without bar, Finishing sequence in its awful sum; Eternity still rolling forth its car. Eternity still here and still to come. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GOLDEN TARGE by WILLIAM DUNBAR THE PROBLEM by RALPH WALDO EMERSON DO YOU FEAR THE WIND? by HAMLIN GARLAND THE CORAL INSECT by LYDIA HUNTLEY SIGOURNEY COR CORDIUM by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE OF THE REED THAT THE JEWS SET IN OUR SAVIOUR'S HAND by WILLIAM ALABASTER EPITAPH by KENNETH SLADE ALLING |