Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BLANK MISGIVINGS OF A CREATURE MOVING ABOUT IN WORLDS NOT REALIZED: 2, by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH



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First Line: Though to the vilest things beneath the moon
Last Line: When ill we cannot quell shall be no more.


Though to the vilest things beneath the moon
For poor Ease' sake I give away my heart,
And for the moment's sympathy let part
My sight and sense of truth, Thy precious boon
My painful earnings, lost, all lost, as soon,
Almost, as gained; and though aside I start
Belie Thee daily, hourly, -- still Thou art,
Art surely as in heaven the sun at noon;
How much so e'er I sin, whate'er I do
Of evil, still the sky above is blue,
The stars look down in beauty as before:
It is enough to walk as best we may,
To walk, and, sighing, dream of that blest day
When ill we cannot quell shall be no more.





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