WAS this his face, and these the finding eyes That plucked a new world from the rolling seas? Who, serving Christ, whom most he sought to please, Willed his one thought until he saw arise Man's other home and earthly paradise -- His early vision, when with stalwart knees He pushed the boat from his young olive-trees, And sailed to wrest the secret of the skies? He on the waters dared to set his feet, And through believing planted earth's last race. What faith in man must in our new world beat, Thinking how once he saw before his face The west and all the host of stars retreat Into the silent infinite of space! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARJORIE'S WOOING by EMMA LAZARUS THE CONQUEROR'S GRAVE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE STORY OF AUGUSTUS WHO WOULD NOT HAVE ANY SOUP by HEINRICH HOFFMANN CHRIST THE CONSOLER by HENRY WILLIAMS BAKER MILTONIC by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT VICTORIAN JOURNALISM by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB |