WHAT if that fieriest Substance -- found so late -- That cousin to the uranium of the sun -- Were proved a cause of all that we have done And dreamed and been? A source of love and hate, Vileness and valour, and beauty nobly great! What if all this, ere Nature had begun Man's fashioning, lay closed and hidden in one Miraculous God-sown seed of Life and Fate? Thus was the Genie of the Arabian tale Sealed in a vial for a thousand years Under the ocean, till a fisher's net Drew forth the vial, and the fisher set The captive free, -- but shrank amazed and pale, When the loosed Afreet towered against the Spheres. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FICTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PRAYER OF A SOLDIER IN FRANCE by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER UNDER THE SHADE OF THE TREES [MAY 10, 1863] by MARGARET JUNKIN PRESTON THE BROKEN FIELD by SARA TEASDALE LOST HAPPINESS by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THE STORY OF ZERBIN AND ISABELLA, FR. ORLANDO FURIOSO by LUDOVICO (LODOVICO) ARIOSTO |