O sun of real peace! O hastening light! O free and extatic! O what I here, preparing, warble for! O the sun of the world will ascend, dazzling, and take his height -- and you too, O my Ideal will surely ascend! O so amazing and broad -- up there resplendent, darting and burning! O vision prophetic, stagger'd with weight of light! with pouring glories! O lips of my soul, already becoming powerless! O ample and grand Presidentiads! Now the war, the war is over! New history! new heroes! I project you! Visions of poets! only you really last! sweep on! sweep on! O heights too swift and dizzy yet! O purged and luminous! you threaten me more than I can stand! (I must not venture -- the ground under my feet menaces me -- it will not support me: O future too immense,) -- O present, I return, while yet I may, to you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GOLDEN WEDDING OF STERLING AND SARAH LANIER by SIDNEY LANIER TO BE LIKED BY YOU WOULD BE A CALAMITY by MARIANNE MOORE THE FORSAKEN MERMAN by MATTHEW ARNOLD A WINTER PIECE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA AND MUDJEKEEWIS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW AT THE CANNON'S MOUTH by HERMAN MELVILLE |