Where, as a lordly dream, Glides the deep-winding stream For evermore; Calm, as in conscious strength, Bends thy majestic length From shore to shore. Life, in its fevered heat, Surges, with pulsing feet, Restless, above; Doomed, in its anxious flow, Like the strong tide below, Onward to move. Strange is the motley throng! Hearts yet untaught of wrong, Thoughtless of pain, Mingle with souls accursed, Sands in a desert thirst -- Clouds without rain. While o'er thee and below Swift the twin currents flow, Thy form serene Still as the shades that sleep On the reflecting deep Arches between. O that, all strife above, Strong in the strength thereof Man evermore Built with a broader span Love for his fellow-man From shore to shore! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POOR [OR, COCK] ROBIN by MOTHER GOOSE ASOLANDO: 'IMPERANTE AUGUSTO NATUS EST' by ROBERT BROWNING LOVE IN THE GUISE OF FRIENDSHIP by ROBERT BURNS A NIGHT ON THE SAINT LAWRENCE (RIMOUSKI) by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE |