Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE UNCONQUERED AIR: 2, by FLORENCE EARLE COATES


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THE UNCONQUERED AIR: 2, by                    
First Line: Impregnable I held myself, secure
Last Line: May drive apollo's steeds, or wield the thunderbolt!


Impregnable I held myself, secure
Against intrusion. Who can measure Man?
How should I guess his mortal will outran
Defeat so far that danger could allure
For its own sake? -- that he would all endure,
All sacrifice, all suffer, rather than
Forego the daring dreams Olympian
That prophesy to him of victory sure?

Ah, tameless courage! -- dominating power
That, all attempting, in a deathless hour
Made earth-born Titans godlike, in revolt! --
Fear is the fire that melts Icarian wings:
Who fears nor Fate, nor Time, nor what Time brings,
May drive Apollo's steeds, or wield the thunderbolt!







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