Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS, by JOANNA BAILLIE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Is there a man, that, from some lofty steep Last Line: Her soul in wo, -- like rachel, weeps. Subject(s): Columbus, Christopher (1451-1506); Explorers; Exploring; Discovery; Discoverers | ||||||||
Is there a man, that, from some lofty steep, Views in his wide survey the boundless deep, When its vast waters, lined with sun and shade, Wave beyond wave, in serried distance fade To the pale sky; -- or views it, dimly seen, The shifting screens of drifted mist between, As the huge cloud dilates its sable form, When grandly curtain'd by the approaching storm, Who feels not his awed soul with wonder rise To Him whose power created sea and skies, Mountains and deserts, giving to the sight The wonders of the day and of the night? But let some fleet be seen in warlike pride, Whose stately ships the restless billows ride, While each, with lofty masts and brightening sheen Of fair spread sails, moves like a vested queen; -- Or rather, be some distant bark, astray, Seen like a pilgrim on his lonely way, Holding its steady course from port and shore, A form distinct, a speck, and seen no more, -- How doth the pride, the sympathy, the flame, Of human feeling stir his thrilling frame? "O Thou! whose mandate dust inert obey'd, What is this creature man whom thou hast made?" On Palos' shore, whose crowded strand Bore priests and nobles of the land, And rustic hinds and townsmen trim, And harness'd soldiers stern and grim, And lowly maids and dames of pride, And infants by their mother's side, -- The boldest seaman stood that e'er Did bark or ship through tempest steer; And wise as bold, and good as wise; The magnet of a thousand eyes, That, on his form and features cast, His noble mien and simple guise, In wonder seem'd to look their last. A form which conscious worth is gracing, A face where hope, the lines effacing Of thought and care, bestow'd, in truth, To the quick eyes' imperfect tracing, The look and air of youth. Who, in his lofty gait, and high Expression of the enlighten'd eye, Had recognised, in that bright hour, The disappointed suppliant of dull power, Who had in vain of states and kings desired The pittance for his vast emprise required? -- The patient sage, who, by his lamp's faint light, O'er chart and map spent the long silent night? -- The man who meekly fortune's buffets bore, Trusting in One alone, whom heaven and earth adore! Another world is in his mind, Peopled with creatures of his kind, With hearts to feel, with minds to soar, Thoughts to consider and explore; Souls who might find, from trespass shriven, Virtue on earth and joy in heaven. "That power divine, whom storms obey," (Whisper'd his heart,) a leading star, Will guide him on his blessed way; Brothers to join by fate divided far. Vain thoughts! which heaven doth but ordain In part to be, the rest, alas! how vain! But hath there lived of mortal mould, Whose fortunes with his thoughts could hold An even race! Earth's greatest son That e'er earn'd fame, or empire won, Hath but fulfill'd, within a narrow scope, A stinted portion of his ample hope. With heavy sigh and look depress'd, The greatest men will sometimes hear The story of their acts address'd To the young stranger's wondering ear, And check the half-swoln tear. Is it or modesty or pride Which may not open praise abide? No; read his inward thoughts: they tall. His deeds of fame he prizes well. But ah! they in his fancy stand, As relics of a blighted band, Who, lost to man's approving sight, Have perish'd in the gloom of night, Ere yet the glorious light of day Had glitter'd on their bright array. His mightiest feat had once another, Of high imagination born, -- A loftier and a noble brother, From dear existence torn; And she, for those who are not, steeps Her soul in wo, -- like Rachel, weeps. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHACKLETON by MADELINE DEFREES AMERICA IS HARD TO SEE by ROBERT FROST CONCERNING THE RIGHT TO LIFE by JORIE GRAHAM THE HEAD ON THE TABLE by JOHN HAINES PSALM OF THE WEST: SONNET ON COLUMBUS: 1 by SIDNEY LANIER PSALM OF THE WEST: SONNET ON COLUMBUS: 2 by SIDNEY LANIER PSALM OF THE WEST: SONNET ON COLUMBUS: 3 by SIDNEY LANIER PSALM OF THE WEST: SONNET ON COLUMBUS: 4 by SIDNEY LANIER A MOTHER TO HER WAKING INFANT by JOANNA BAILLIE |
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