I love the universe,-I love the joy Of every living thing. Be mine the sure Felicity, which ever shall endure; While passion whirls the madmen, as they toy, To hate, I would my simple being warm In the calm pouring sun; and in that pure And motionless silence, ever would employ My best true powers, without a thought's annoy. See and be glad! O high imperial race, Dwarfing the common altitude of strength, Learn that ye stand on an unshaken base; Your powers will carry you to any length. Up! earnestly feel the gentle sunset beams; Be glad in woods, o'er sands,-by marsh, or streams | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECRECY PROTESTED by THOMAS CAREW DARK ROSALEEN by TOMAS COSTELLO PIED BEAUTY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS TO A GENTLEMAN & LADY ON THE DEATH ... CHILD NAMED AVIS by PHILLIS WHEATLEY THE FAMINE YEAR by JANE FRANCESCA WILDE TO MYRTILLA OF NEW YORK by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS AUTUMN AND SPRING by JULIA COOLEY ALTROCCHI |